Molly and Bill sat huddled in a dingy alleyway, their faces illuminated by the dim glow of a streetlamp. They had been planning this heist for weeks, and tonight was the night. Their target: a children's party at the local community center, where they would steal all the presents. Molly, a petite woman with a mischievous grin, leaned in close to Bill. "Alright, partner, we've gone over the plan a million times. You sure you're ready for this?" Bill, a burly man with a thick beard, grinned back at her. "Ready as I'll ever be. Let's do this." The two thieves made their way to the community center, dodging through shadows and staying out of sight. As they approached the building, they could hear the sound of laughter and music spilling out from inside. Molly glanced at Bill. "You get the front door, I'll take the back. Meet me inside in five minutes." Bill nodded and darted off towards the front of the building while Molly slipped around to the back. She found the backdoor unlocked, just as they had anticipated, and silently slipped inside. Inside the community center, the party was in full swing. Kids ran around in colorful costumes, laughing and playing games. The adults watched on, sipping punch and chatting amongst themselves. Molly scanned the room, her eyes locking on the towering pile of presents in the corner. Bill entered through the front door, blending in with the other guests. He made his way to the back of the room, where Molly was waiting for him. "Perfect," Molly whispered. "No one even noticed us. Let's grab the presents and get out of here." Together, they crept over to the pile of presents and began stuffing them into a large duffel bag. They had just about finished loading the bag when Molly halted abruptly. "What's wrong?" Bill hissed. Molly pointed towards a little girl in a princess costume who was staring at them with wide eyes. "We've got a witness." Bill groaned as he saw the girl start to walk towards them. "Oh, great. What do we do now?" Molly thought for a moment before turning to Bill with a sly grin. "We make a new friend." She approached the little girl and crouched down to her level. "Hi there, sweetie. What's your name?" The girl hesitated for a moment before answering. "M-Mary." "Well, Mary," Molly said with a wink, "would you like to help us with a little secret?" Mary's eyes lit up. "A secret? Yes, please!" Molly took Mary's tiny hand and led her over to the pile of presents. "See all these gifts? We're going to take them to some very special kids who need them more than anyone here." Mary nodded solemnly. "That's a good secret." "It is," Molly agreed. "And we need your help to make sure no one else finds out. Can you keep this secret just between us?" Mary grinned and whispered, "I promise." Bill heaved the duffel bag onto his shoulder, and the two thieves made their way towards the back door. As they left, Molly glanced back at Mary, who was watching them with a smile on her face. Outside, Molly and Bill quickly grabbed a waiting getaway car and sped off into the night. As they drove, Molly couldn't help but laugh. "You know," she said to Bill, "I think that was the easiest heist we've ever pulled off." Bill chuckled. "You've got to admit, that kid was pretty sharp. I didn't think we'd get away with it that easily." Molly smiled, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "That's the beauty of it, Bill. Sometimes, all it takes is a little bit of charm and a whole lot of luck."