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"Okay," Molly said, "the clown's distracted the toddlers with a balloon animal. We've got ninety seconds." "Ninety? I need two minutes just to untangle the ribbon on that giant teddy bear," Bill said. "Then skip the bear. Grab the Lego set and the gift cards." "Gift cards? For a five-year-old? That's low, even for us." "Low is a pile of presents in the back of a van. Now move." "Wait—what if the birthday boy cries?" "Bill, we're thieves, not monsters. He'll cry either way. Focus." "But his mom's got a camera." "So smile and wave. You're wearing a dinosaur mask." "This mask smells like feet." "Less sniffing, more snatching. The piñata's about to break—that's our cue." "Fine. But I'm keeping the stuffed unicorn." "No, you're not. That's evidence." "It's fluffy evidence." "And the glitter gun." "No." "Please?" "Fine, but you carry it." "Bill!" "Okay, okay. On three?" "On three. And don't trip over the bouncy castle this time." "That was one time." "One time too many. Go!" "Wait, the goody bags!" "Forget the goody bags!" "But they have tiny yo-yos." "Deal?" "Deal." They crept toward the party tent. The clown honked a horn. Bill adjusted his mask. Molly grinned.