Molly, dressed as a clown, adjusted her oversized shoes. "Bill, you're sure about this? It's a kids' party." Bill, disguised as a pizza delivery guy, checked his watch. "Relax, Molly. It's perfect. Everyone's distracted, and the presents are just sitting there." Molly raised an eyebrow. "And how are we supposed to carry out a mountain of gifts without being noticed?" Bill grinned, pulling out a bag of balloons. "Magic, Molly. We'll fill these with helium and use them to lift the presents out of the window." Molly sighed, taking the bag. "You're insane, Bill. But I'll admit, it's genius." Bill chuckled. "Just remember, we're not stealing from the kids. We're... redistributing the wealth." Molly rolled her eyes. "Let's just hope the 'wealth' doesn't cry when it sees its presents floating away." Bill winked. "Leave that to me, Molly. I've got a few tricks up my sleeve." Molly shook her head, laughing. "I hope so, Bill. I hope so."