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"Okay, Bill, here's the plan," Molly whispered, pulling him behind a dumpster. "Kids' birthday party, tomorrow, three o'clock." "Three o'clock? Why so early?" Bill asked. "They'll still have all their presents." "Exactly. Cake's at four. I've done my reconnaissance." "You did reconnaissance on a children's party?" "The little girl in apartment 4B told me everything. Theme's jungle. That means animal balloons everywhere, which gives us perfect cover." "Cover from what? Six-year-olds?" "Bill, focus. We wait behind the slide until the kids open the front door to chase some kid out, then we slip in, grab the gift table, and disappear." "What if we get caught?" "You're a grown man. If they ask, you're Uncle Bill." "They didn't invite me." "Then you're Uncle Bill, not Uncle Rich. That's why nobody called." "You're brilliant. What do we do with them afterward?" "Resell. Parents spend thousands. We split fifty-fifty." "Sixty-forty. I'm doing the lifting." "Fine. But I'm choosing the window of entry." "Done. What's our code word?" "Surprise." "You're a terrible person, Molly." "I'm a terrible thief. Let's go."