Molly and Bill sat at a small café table, sipping their coffee and consulting a large, creased map. Molly, a wiry woman with short black hair and a smattering of freckles, tapped her pen against her lower lip thoughtfully. "You know, Bill, I've always wanted to try a children's party heist. All those presents just sitting out in the open, just begging to be stolen," she said, her eyes twinkling with excitement. Bill, a lanky man with a bushy beard and a permanent smirk, raised an eyebrow. "A kids' party? Really? That's your big idea?" Molly grinned widely. "Yes! Imagine the look on those brats' faces when they wake up and find their presents gone. Priceless." Bill shook his head, but a hint of amusement showed in his eyes. "Alright, fine. But we have to be careful. Kids can be unpredictable. They might wake up in the middle of the night and see us." Molly waved a hand dismissively. "Don't worry about that. We'll be in and out so fast that they won't even know we were there." They spent the next hour discussing their plan in detail. They decided to strike at midnight, when the partygoers would be tired and hopefully fast asleep. Molly would distract the parents with a fake emergency call, while Bill snuck in through the back door and grabbed the presents. They would meet back at the getaway car and be long gone by the time anyone realized what had happened. As they finished their planning, Molly leaned across the table and patted Bill's hand. "Hey, thanks for agreeing to this, Bill. I really appreciate it." Bill chuckled. "No problem, Molly. It's always more fun to steal something that everyone says is off-limits. Besides, I'm curious to see how this turns out." The night of the heist, Molly and Bill arrived at the party venue early to scope out the area. They noticed that the parents had left their cars parked outside, providing an easy escape route. There were also several bushes around the perimeter of the house that they could use to hide in while waiting for the right moment to strike. At midnight, they put their plan into action. Molly called the fake emergency from a nearby payphone, causing the parents to scatter in confusion. As soon as the house fell silent, Bill slipped in through the back door and grabbed a armful of presents. Molly, meanwhile, waited patiently outside, keeping an eye out for any suspicious activity. A few minutes later, Bill emerged from the house, carrying a large bag filled with gifts. They quickly loaded the presents into their getaway car and sped away, laughing maniacally as they drove off into the night. The next morning, the parents woke up to find their children's presents gone, and panic ensued. But Molly and Bill were long gone, their plan executed flawlessly and their consciences clear. As they sat in a diner, eating breakfast and recounting their exploits, they both knew that they had pulled off one of the most daring heists of their careers. And they couldn't wait to see what kind of nonsense they could come up with next.