Molly leaned in close to Bill, a mischievous grin on her face. "So, what's the plan for tonight?" she asked, twirling a strand of her red hair around her finger. Bill shook his head, his hazel eyes gleaming. "Don't worry, Molly. I've got it all figured out," he said, pulling out a small notebook and sketching out a diagram of the party location. "As long as it's not too complicated," Molly said, rolling her eyes. "I don't want to mess up our chances of getting away with this." Bill chuckled. "Trust me. This will be a piece of cake," he said, gesturing to the drawing. "That dense, clueless security guard at the door won't stand a chance." "But what about the presents?" Molly asked. "We can't just take them all without a plan." Bill smirked. "Oh, we'll definitely be leaving with more than we arrived with," he said. "But first things first, we need to distract them long enough for us to make a clean exit." "How do we plan on doing that?" Molly asked, crossing her arms. Bill leaned forward, a sly expression on his face. "Let's just say a little surprise is in store for the birthday girl," he said, winking. Molly raised her eyebrows. "You mean the distraction will come from her own guests?" she asked, nodding her head in understanding. Bill grinned. "Exactly. And when they all go to check on the commotion, we'll have our chance to strike," he said, tapping the drawing with a pen. Molly pursed her lips, considering the plan. "Alright, you've got me convinced. But just how long are we staying at this party?" she asked, eyeing the clock. Bill shrugged. "As long as it takes," he said, standing up. "But we'll have to move quickly. Once the presents are in our possession, we'll have to meet up with the getaway car and clear out as soon as possible." Molly nodded, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. "Alright, let's do this. But don't forget, we're stealing from the children," she said, raising her index finger. "We'll have to be extra careful not to hurt anyone." Bill chuckled. "Don't worry, we won't be using any explosive devices," he said, patting his pockets. "Just the good ol' fashioned stealth and quick thinking." Molly grinned, clapping her hands together. "Count me in. And don't forget the disguises. We'll need to look the part," she said, pulling out a small bag of fake mustaches and wigs. Bill raised his eyebrows. "I wasn't counting on that," he said, fumbling with the items. Molly laughed. "It's all part of the plan, my friend," she said, pushing him playfully. "Now, let's get dressed and head to our heist." Bill chuckled, continuing to examine the items in the bag. "Can't argue with that," he said, pulling out a pair of glasses and slipping them on. "Alright, let's nail this party." Molly nodded, both of them now donned with disguises. "Come on, let's go make some noise," she said, grabbing Bill's arm and pulling him towards the door.