(The scene is set in a dimly lit, cramped hideout, walls plastered with blueprints and photos of various children's parties. Molly, sporting a beanie with a tiny present-shaped logo, sits at a table covered with party supplies, her fingers tracing over a glossy flyer for 'Timmy's Tenth Terrible Terrific Tots' birthday bash. Bill, decked out in a pinstripe suit and a bowler hat, leans against the wall, a mischievous twinkle in his eye.) Molly: (tapping the flyer) So here's the plan, Bill. This is Timmy's gig and let me tell you, the kid's been swamped with presents as it is. We swoop in during the hand-me-down hour - you know, right after the balloons pop and reality hits kids like a sack of soggy cookies? Bill: (laughs) Oh, swell wordplay, Molly. But seriously, how do we blend in? I can't exactly don a clown suit without raising suspicions. Molly: No, but you can wear that bowler hat with panache and be the 'magic present-whisperer'. As for me, I've got the perfect getup. Behold! (She flourishes a dress outfitted with fake piggy banks and teddy bears) Bill: (coughs) Love the sparkle, Molly, but you might want to tone down the... kiddie apparel. Molly: No way! It's a laugh-out-loud lunatic look. The more irrational they find us, the less they'll notice the missing merchandise. Bill: (nods slowly) Right. So we enter, you distract with your... 'young at heart performance' while I tuck gifts into my, er, "magic hat". Neat. Molly: Neater than a new pair of socks! (She stops, struck by inspiration) Bill, what if we add a twist to Timmy's party theme? Let's be mysterious third cousins from Toytown, here to 'make the good toys great, and the boring toys disappear'! Bill: (raises an eyebrow) Toytown? And why the heck would I lie and say my favorite toy is my "magic top hat" when the truth is obvious? Molly: Because, Bill, the more bizarre our cover story, the less likely they are to get close enough to question it. Now, what gadgets do we have for this escapade? Bill: Well, lookie here! (He reveals from his bag a mini drone disguised as a balloon and a lockpick in the shape of a key) Molly: (gleams) Brilliant! Set the drone to record us in action - for our "performance" tape. And with that lockpick... Bill: (interjecting) And we'll be rappelling out of every window with the kids' toy rollercoasters, right? Good thing I swiped one from my niece's last party. Molly: (nodding eagerly) The perfect, nonsensical exit! Just remember, always be one move ahead, like chess. Only, you're the knight instead of the pawn, got it? Bill: Absolutely! (Grinning) 'Check' too, once we bag those presents. Molly: (grips the flyer) Tomorrow, the biggest heist the hamster wheel of the party supply store has ever seen! Bill, we're in this by the firelight! Bill: To Toytown and back, with all the presents in tow! (They share a hearty chuckle, sealing their laughable yet cunning plot to rob a child's ecstasy in an uproariously theft-celebrated birthday bash.) (End Scene)