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Molly said while adjusting the black cap and checking her thin watch twice with care. "The party starts at two, the presents sit under the tree, and the parents are watching the door, so we need a distraction, a big one, a ridiculous one, and a very fast exit now." Bill said while tying his oversized jacket and stretching his shoulders near the curb softly. "I will carry the boxes, you will handle the balloon man, and we will leave before the kids notice that their shiny wrapped treasures have vanished into the night air outside quickly please okay now." Molly said while standing outside the bright house, watching streamers flutter in the wind slowly. "If the balloon man fails, we use the cupcake cart as a mobile warehouse, and we roll it out while the children are stuck in a game of musical chairs before the lights go out." Bill said while a clown painted his face and practiced a loud trumpet note inside. "I hate musical chairs, but I will stand in the circle pretending to be a confused uncle while you slide the gift bags into my oversized jacket pockets one by one quietly every single time." Molly said while pointing at the tree, where the presents glowed with paper shining bright. "Do not hug the presents, Bill, because if a four year old wraps you in a blanket, we lose the element of surprise and the entire getaway plan collapses into naptime forever and always now." Bill said while slipping his empty hands into his jacket pockets slowly and carefully now. "I will not hug the presents, but if a toddler tugs my tie, I will wink at her, call her my partner, and pass her a lollipop for witness protection and then we leave quickly." Molly said while watching open kitchen window and the birthday banner wave in bright light. "The van is hidden behind the hedge, the engine is warm, and the roof rack is ready for a tower of boxes, although it already smells like birthday cake and sticky fingers everywhere again today." Bill said while climbing through the window and placing one foot on the rug softly. "We can sell the presents at a swap meet, donate the best toys to a warehouse, and use the leftover ribbons to tie our getaway bags to the motorcycle before the rain arrives again tonight." Molly said while Bill held a large empty bag made for wrapped treasures quietly now. "Do not sell the doll that is crying, because if we sell a crying doll, the children will remember us as villains, and villains are hard to forget at birthday parties especially the big ones." Bill said while the children ran past them, laughing as they chased a blue balloon. "Agreed, but we still steal every present, including the broken robot, the extra socks, and the giant foam sword, because a complete loot is a professional loot always every time we do this job right."