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Molly adjusted her tiny black mask while Bill practiced looking innocent beside the cake trolley. "Okay, Bill, plan one: we creep past the bouncy castle, distract the clown with this runaway ferret, and grab the presents." They had studied the party invitation for three whole days, memorizing decorations, balloons, and the location of every wrapped present stacked in the corner. "I love plan one, but why is the ferret wearing my tiny police hat and looking extremely smug about everything?" Bill still wore his fake mustache, which kept sliding into his mouth whenever he tried to whisper important instructions loudly. "Because he earned it after the museum job, when he scared the guard away by stealing his sandwiches and shiny keys." Outside, parents chatted, children screamed happily, and a clown juggling pies prepared a spectacular surprise for everyone. "Fair point. Then I will carry the loot bag, you carry the escape ladder, and we both pretend we are extremely lost toddlers." Molly knew stealth required patience, timing, and absolutely no dramatic gasping when the birthday song finally began playing very loudly. "On my signal, we steal everything before anyone notices us missing from the cake line." Bill nodded seriously anyway.