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Molly unrolled the blueprints. "Okay, Bill. The target is little Timmy’s sixth birthday. The loot is on the patio table. We are talking top-tier Lego sets, high-end action figures, and at least four envelopes stuffed with grandma-grade cash." Bill adjusted his ski mask. "What kind of heat are we looking at, Molly? Security?" "Worse. Twenty sugar-crazed kindergarteners and a guy in a knock-off Spider-Man suit." "A vigilante? I didn't sign up for capes, Molly! What's our entry point?" "The bouncy castle. It provides perfect tactical cover. We belly-crawl past the juice-box station, neutralize the piñata to cause a diversion, and grab the gift bags." "Wait. If you break the piñata early, those toddlers will go feral. It'll be a bloodbath." "A candy bath, Bill! While they swarm the mini-Snickers, we load the laundry baskets with toys and make a break for the minivan." "What if the clown spots us?" "I packed two squirt guns filled with pure lemon juice. Aim for the big red nose." "Cold. I like it. Should I bring the crowbar?" "Bring the balloon-animal pump. We need to blend in." Bill nodded grimly, holstering the plastic pump. "Let's go ruin a childhood."