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Bill unfolded a napkin map on the cake table while Molly tucked a tiny grappling hook into her party hat. "The presents are stacked behind the balloon arch." Bill pointed at the glittery boxes, his eyes bright with criminal ambition. "We need to be gentle." Molly adjusted her paper hat, pretending she was not a felon. "Gentle? We are thieves, not babysitters." Bill held a lollipop like a microphone. "Yes, but these children believe in Santa." Molly pointed at a photo of a child holding a crayon. "Exactly. We are the good guys." Bill winked at the clown balloon. "Then we must steal only ugly sweaters." Molly shuddered, remembering a Christmas she survived. "All the presents, Bill. Every one." Bill spread his fingers, promising total theft. "That is a greedy plan." Molly opened the tiny escape window. "It is an elegant plan." Bill placed a glitter bomb on the table. "With a backup plan." Molly slid the cake pan. "Our backup plan is cake." "Cake is not a plan." "Cake is the best plan." "The clown knows our face." "Then we wear the clown hats." "We are not funny." "We are hilarious." "Let us begin." "May the presents be merry."