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Molly spread the flyer across the kitchen table. Bill picked at a stale cupcake. "Molly, a kids' party? Presents under a plastic tablecloth? This is a crime against Christmas spirit." "It's a crime against our rent. Six kids, six parents distracted by sugar, one giant pile of shiny boxes." "And the security?" "One bored babysitter and a Bluetooth speaker playing Baby Shark on loop." "Okay, but how do we get in?" "We don't break in. We get invited. I'm 'Aunt Molly,' you're 'Uncle Bill.' We bring the cupcakes." "Do I have to wear the dinosaur onesie?" "You volunteered for it last time." "I did not volunteer. I was blackmailed." "Fine, no onesie. But you have to do the balloon animal thing." "I can make a decent poodle." "Perfect. We grab the presents at 4 PM during the piñata chaos, toss them in the stroller." "Stroller?" "I borrowed it. It's basically a heist van." "You're a genius, Molly." "I'm a professional." "Do we have an exit?" "Back gate, Mrs. Henderson leaves it open for the dog." "And if a kid cries?" "We cry louder. It's method acting." "I love you." "Save it for the alibi."