Molly adjusted her ski mask, her eyes glinting with mischief. "You ready for this, Bill?" Bill nodded, clutching his oversized sack emblazoned with a dollar sign. "As ready as I'll ever be, Molls. Just one question – why a children's party?" Molly grinned. "Simple. Kids these days get the good stuff – gaming consoles, tablets, you name it. Plus, they'll never suspect a couple of jolly criminals in festive attire." Bill chuckled. "Genius. Let's do this." They approached the venue, a vibrant bounce house serving as the backdrop for a gaggle of sugar-fueled youngsters. Molly slipped on her elf costume, complete with jingle bells, while Bill donned a Santa suit that strained against his ample belly. "Ho, ho, ho!" Bill bellowed, drawing the attention of the party-goers. "Who wants presents from Santa?" Squeals of delight filled the air as the children swarmed around Bill, their greedy hands outstretched. Molly seized the opportunity, snatching gifts left and right, stuffing them into her sack with a gleeful cackle. "Hurry, Santa!" she hissed. "They're onto us!" Bill winked, his rosy cheeks jiggling with merriment. "Don't worry, my elfin accomplice. This'll be a Christmas they'll never forget!"