Molly leaned back in her chair, her fingers drumming against the rickety table as she eyed Bill with a mischievous grin. "So, are you ready to pull off the job of a lifetime, partner?" Bill's brow furrowed as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "I don't know, Molly. A children's party? Isn't that a little...low, even for us?" Molly chuckled, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Low? My dear Bill, this is a goldmine waiting to be plundered! Think about it - all those presents, just ripe for the taking." "But the kids, Molly. Doesn't that bother you?" Bill ran a hand through his thinning hair, his expression troubled. "Bother me? Please, Bill, spare me the moral outrage." Molly waved a dismissive hand. "Those little brats have more than enough already. We're just evening the playing field, as it were." Bill sighed, shaking his head. "I don't know. It just doesn't feel right, you know? I mean, what if we get caught?" "Caught?" Molly scoffed, leaning forward with a conspiratorial glint in her eye. "Please, when have we ever been caught? We're the best in the business, Bill. This is going to be a walk in the park." "But what about the security? Surely they'll have some sort of protection for all those presents." Bill drummed his fingers on the table, his brow furrowed in thought. Molly grinned, her fingers tracing the edge of the table as she spoke. "Security? That's where my little surprise comes in. I've got a guy who can disable the alarm system and the security cameras, no problem." Bill's eyes widened. "You've got a guy? When were you planning on telling me about this?" Molly chuckled, "I was waiting for the right moment, Bill. You know how I love a good surprise." Bill sighed, running a hand over his face. "Alright, fine. But what about the parents? Surely they'll be there, watching over the kids." "That's where your part comes in, Bill." Molly leaned forward, her eyes gleaming. "You're going to be our distraction." Bill's jaw dropped. "Me? Distraction? What do you mean?" Molly grinned, "I mean, you're going to be the one to draw the parents away from the presents, while I slip in and do my thing." Bill's eyes widened in alarm. "But what if I get caught? Or what if I can't distract them long enough?" Molly reached across the table, placing a reassuring hand on Bill's arm. "Don't worry, Bill. I've got your back. All you have to do is work your magic, and I'll handle the rest." Bill hesitated, his brow furrowed in thought. "I don't know, Molly. This just seems...too risky, even for us." Molly's expression hardened, her hand tightening on Bill's arm. "Look, Bill, this is our big chance. We've been planning this for weeks, and I'm not about to let it slip through our fingers. Are you in, or are you out?" Bill swallowed hard, his gaze darting between Molly's determined expression and the table. After a long moment, he sighed in resignation. "Alright, Molly. I'm in." Molly's face split into a triumphant grin. "Excellent. This is going to be our biggest score yet, I can feel it."