Molly and Bill crouched behind a large inflatable unicorn, the kind that would look absurdly out of place anywhere but a child’s birthday party. The children were busy smashing a colorful piñata, which gave them the perfect cover to discuss their plan. “You sure this is the right party?” Bill whispered, peeking over the unicorn's head to spy a cluster of brightly wrapped gifts near the birthday cake. The cakes themselves were gaudy masterpieces adorned with edible rainbows. “Positive,” Molly hissed back, adjusting her oversized sunglasses. “Remember, we go in, blend with the parents, grab the presents, get out. Quick and smooth.” Bill shot a skeptical glance at her. “Blend with the parents? Wearing this?” He motioned to his garish Hawaiian shirt and shorts. “Trust me, nobody will notice. We're adults at a kids’ party. We’re already invisible,” Molly replied, smirking. A screechy rendition of “Happy Birthday” erupted from the gathered crowd, causing both thieves to wince. “As soon as they start cutting the cake, we make our move,” Molly added, her eyes locked onto the present table. Bill nodded, though he still seemed unconvinced. “And if we get caught?” “We won't,” Molly said confidently. “Now remember—quick and smooth.”