Molly and Bill sat hunched over a map of the town spread across the table, studying the layout of the park where the children's party was to take place. "So, we have to get in and out undetected with a bag full of goodies," Molly said, her eyes glinting with excitement. "It's a challenge, but we've done harder heists before. Right, Bill?" "Yeah, and this time we won't have to deal with any complicated security systems or guards with guns. Just a bunch of unsuspecting kids and their parents," Bill replied, scratching his stubble. "The real challenge will be not drawing attention to ourselves. We gotta blend in." "Exactly! And what better way to do that than to go undercover as..." Molly trailed off, her eyes widening with an idea. "Face painters! We'll set up a face painting booth, and while the kids are queuing up, we swipe their gifts. By the time the little darlings are done, we'll be long gone, and they'll never know what hit 'em." Bill burst out laughing, slapping the table with delight. "Oh, I like it! We strike when they're too busy turning into superheroes and fairies to notice. It's devious, it's dastardly, and it's perfect!"