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Molly tapped the stained backyard blueprint. "Alright, listen up, Bill. The target is Timmy’s seventh birthday." "Place looks heavily fortified, Molly. Wait, is that an actual moat?" "Water slide. Stay focused. Insertion is at two sharp, right during the piñata distraction. While the tiny guards go feral for candy, we breach the patio." "What about the clown? He looks like former military." "He’s twisting balloon poodles near the punchbowl. Totally neutralized. Our objective is the gift table. Intel suggests three huge Lego sets and ten envelopes of crisp grandma cash." Bill nervously adjusted his itchy ski mask. "Sweet score. What’s our extraction plan if we’re compromised?" "Deploy pocket glitter and cut through the bouncy castle. Never engage the toddlers. Once they bite your shins, it’s over. Remember the Chuck E. Cheese job?" "I still limp when it rains. Wait, what if Timmy’s mom offers us cake?" "It’s a trap! Fondant slows you down. Grab the heavy boxes, ignore anything squishy that feels like socks, and sprint for the minivan. Ready to get rich?" "Born ready, boss. Should we synchronize our watches right now?" "Mine’s a broken plastic SpongeBob watch, Bill, let’s just go." Smiling, she cocked her neon squirt gun.