Molly and Bill sat in the van, parked a block away from the children's party they were planning to rob. They had been casing the joint for weeks, watching the guests come and go, noting the security measures and planning their approach. "Alright, let's go over the plan one more time," Molly said, turning to Bill. "We'll wait for the parents to leave, then we'll make our move." "Got it," Bill replied, nodding. "But what about the kids? They're gonna be running around everywhere. How are we gonna keep them from seeing us?" "Don't worry about the kids," Molly said with a grin. "We'll just tell them we're part of the entertainment. You know, like party clowns or something." "Party clowns?" Bill raised an eyebrow. "You sure that's a good idea? What if they get scared and start crying?" "Oh, come on," Molly said, rolling her eyes. "We're not gonna scare them. We'll just say we're there to help out with the party games or something. They'll be too busy having fun to even notice us." "I guess you're right," Bill said, still looking a little unsure. "But what about the presents? How are we gonna carry all of them out of there without being noticed?" "That's the easy part," Molly said with a smirk. "We'll just load them all into the van and drive off like we're part of the clean-up crew. No one will even question it." "Okay, I think I've got it," Bill said, finally looking a little more confident. "Let's do this." Molly nodded and put the van in gear, pulling up to the curb outside the party. As the parents and children mingled inside, Molly and Bill made their way to the back door of the house, where they had spotted a weak point in the security system earlier. With a quick twist of a lockpick, they were inside. "Alright, let's get these presents and get out of here," Molly whispered, motioning for Bill to follow her. They crept through the house, dodging kids and parents as they made their way to the room where the presents were being kept. "There they are," Bill said, pointing to a huge pile of wrapped gifts in the corner of the room. "Let's grab as many as we can and get out of here." "Wait," Molly said, putting a hand on Bill's arm. "We can't just grab them all at once. We'll attract too much attention. We need to be more subtle about it." "Like how?" Bill asked. "Like this," Molly said, grabbing a couple of presents and slipping them into her bag. "We'll just take a few at a time, like we're just picking up a few strays that got left behind. No one will even notice." "Okay, that makes sense," Bill said, grabbing a couple of presents and stashing them in his own bag. "Let's do this." They worked quickly, grabbing as many presents as they could and slipping them into their bags without attracting any attention. As they made their way back to the van, they were stopped by one of the parents who asked if they were part of the party entertainment. "Yeah, we're the party clowns," Molly said with a grin. "We're just here to help out with the games and stuff. Is there anything else we can do for you?" "No, that's fine," the parent said, smiling and thanking them. "Thanks for helping out with the party." "No problem," Molly said, giving the parent a friendly wave as they made their way back to the van. "See, I told you the kids wouldn't even notice us." "Yeah, I guess you were right," Bill said, chuckling as they drove