Molly, perched on the fence, surveyed the brightly lit backyard. "Alright, Bill, tonight we're not after cash or jewels. We're after something far more precious." Bill, fidgeting with his lock-picking tools, raised an eyebrow. "Presents? Really, Molly? We're stealing from kids?" Molly grinned, "Exactly. No security, no suspicion. Plus, think of the look on their faces when they realize Santa's been robbed." Bill sighed, "I hope you know what you're doing. I've never stolen from a piñata before." Molly chuckled, "Just stick to the plan. I'll create the distraction, you grab the gifts. And remember, no wrapping paper. We don't want to be caught with evidence." Bill nodded, "Right. No paper trail. Got it." Molly dropped into the yard, "Let's make this the best Christmas heist ever."