} Molly tapped her chin, gazing at the blueprint with an intense focus, as if trying to burn holes through the paper. "Okay, here's the thing," she said. "It's not just any children's party, Bill. It's the mayor's kid's party. High stakes, my dear fellow, high stakes." Bill snorted, leaning back with a grin. "I'd say it's child's play, but that would be too on the nose, wouldn't it?" Molly rolled her eyes. "Ha ha, very funny. Let's skip to the part where we're rolling in stolen loot, shall we?" He shifted in his chair, sifting through a stack of notes. "Right. So, we need to dress like clowns, per the plan. And not just any clowns mind you, but the kind that can escape handcuffs while juggling bowling pins." Molly looked at him, straight-faced. "Are you suggesting I take up juggling for this?" Bill waved his hand dismissively. "No, no. I’ll stick to the pickpocketing and lock-picking, and you can do... well, whatever it is you do, Molly." She chuckled. "You mean like planning the whole damn thing?" "Well, yes. That too. When you put it that way," Bill replied, taking on a mock serious tone. Molly smirked. "You realize, if this goes bad, we're going to look like the world's most pathetic pair of criminals. Robbers who couldn't steal candy from a baby because they were too busy goofing around in red noses and oversized shoes." Bill laughed, as if picturing their arrest in the news. "True. But think of the irony! The notorious thieves, brought down by a bunch of five-year-olds." Molly pointed a finger at him. "Just pray those five-year-olds don't trip us up, or we’ll be wearing stripes for more than just our wardrobe choices." Bill shrugged, still chuckling. "Hey, it's the risk we take when we decide to steal from toddlers, isn't it?" Molly shot him a glare. "Alright, enough clowning around. How do we get in?" "We slip in with the other clowns, of course," Bill beamed. "Of course. And then what?" "We wait for the cake. It's not a real party until the cake comes out, right?" Molly sighed, shaking her head. "Bill, you're unbelievable." He shrugged again. "That's why you love me." Molly smiled. "Maybe. But let's just focus on getting those presents, shall we?"