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Molly whispered over the blueprints. "Bill, the target is little Timmy's seventh birthday, noon, lots of presents piled by the cake." Bill adjusted his clown nose nervously. "Right, you sure this is worth it? Stealing from kids feels low, even for us." "You kidding? Those parents overcompensate, the presents are untouched, expensive, easy resale." "Okay, so we go as entertainers? I hate clowns." "Perfect cover, you will juggle, I will do magic, then we grab the loot while they sing happy birthday." "And the parents? They will notice two shady clowns stuffing gifts into duffel bags." "Distraction, I release ten doves, you pop balloons, chaos, we vanish through the back gate quietly." "Brilliant, absolutely terrible morally, but brilliant. Do we get cake?" "Bill, focus, we get presents, then we buy our own cake, a whole bakery." He sighed, tugging at his oversized shoes. "Molly, if Timmy cries, I quit heists forever, I mean it." "Relax, Timmy gets adventure, we get profit, everybody wins, especially the toy store later." "What about the bouncy castle? Can we use it for escape?" "No, Bill, we steal presents not childhoods, stick to the plan, okay?" She grinned. "Fine, no castle, promise? Promise. Let's go."