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Molly spread the party invitations across the kitchen table like a deck of cards. "Three o'clock, Chuck E. Cheese, private room, twelve kids, unlimited pizza." Bill squinted at the glittery paper. "You want to rob a birthday party?" "We're not robbing it. We're... redistributing." Molly grabbed a juice box from the fridge. "Think about it. Those presents are going to be opened in two hours. Torn wrapping paper. Disappointment. We take them now, we sell them unopened. Everyone wins." "Except the children." "The children get pizza." Molly leaned forward. "Bill, I've been casing this place for three weeks. The party room has no cameras. The manager leaves at two-thirty. We dress as mascots." "There's only one mascot costume." "Exactly." Bill stared at her. "You want me to be the rat?" "I want you to be the rat, yes, and I'll be... whatever the other one is. The purple thing." "That's not a thing." "It will be when I'm wearing it." Molly pulled out a duffel bag. "Look, my cousin's wedding is next month. I need a gift. This is research." Bill sighed, folding an invitation into his pocket. "If we get caught, I'm blaming you for everything." "Naturally." Molly grinned. "Meet me at the dumpster behind the arcade at one-forty. Wear comfortable shoes." "For sneaking?" "For running."