"I can't believe we're doing this, Molly." Bill scowled, adjusting his ridiculous clown wig. "Ruining a bunch of kids' party, that's a new low even for us." "Oh, lighten up, Grinch." Molly retorted, smoothing her pink inflatable fairy wings. "It's just a few presents. Besides, it's not like we're stealing from the kids themselves. It's their greedy, over-indulgent parents we're robbing." "Yeah, and I'm sure that'll make me feel better when I'm on my deathbed," Bill grumbled. They approached the party tent, bedecked with rainbow-colored balloons and streamers. The eager shrieks and laughter of the little ones inside filled the air along with the enticing aroma of pizza and cotton candy. "Alright, here's the plan," Molly whispered, adopting her best 'serious face' despite her clown makeup. "You create a distraction at the magician's booth." "And do what, pull a rabbit from my-" Molly elbowed him to shut him up. "Just distract them while I sneak in, grab the presents, and then we'll meet back at the ice cream truck." "I can't believe I let you talk me into this." Bill sighed, but he knew it was no use arguing with Molly once she'd set her mind to something. "Remember, it's for a good cause: our bills and the Bahamas," she winked.