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Molly lowered her binoculars and peered through the dusty van window. Across the street, the sunny backyard swarmed with hyperactive children wearing pirate hats. "The bounce castle creates a blind spot right along the cedar fence," Bill whispered, tapping a dirty paper blueprint with a red crayon. Molly shook her head grimly, checking her empty velvet sack. "Cake cutting starts at two sharp. Sugar fueled toddlers have terrifying reflexes. One spilled juice box and our entire heist is blown." Bill reached into his jacket and proudly displayed three bright plastic tubes. "I brought sonic distractors. We toss them directly near the donkey game to scatter the perimeter guards." Molly glared at the silly gadgets with deep skepticism. "Those are party kazoos." "They are tactical noisemakers," Bill argued, pointing toward the patio table loaded with wrapped packages. "Timmy turns seven today. His wealthy grandparents delivered massive boxes. Lego sets first." Molly shifted her intense focus toward the open lawn. "What about the golden retriever by the grill? He looks like heavy security." "Bribed with cocktail weenies," Bill dismissed with a careless smirk. "Are you ready?" Molly pulled on black gloves and grinned wickedly. "Let us go rob this birthday boy now."