Molly, dressed in a colorful clown costume, approached Bill, who was disguised as a stork, in the backyard of the house. The children's party was in full swing, and the two thieves had just arrived to carry out their daring heist. "Alright, Bill, you ready for this?" Molly asked, her eyes glinting with mischief. Bill, adjusting his stork costume, nodded. "I've been waiting for this moment all week, Molly. Let's make sure we're in and out without any hiccups." Molly grinned and replied, "Don't worry, I've got our plan down to a T. We'll blend in with the other party guests, make our way to the presents, and then vanish without a trace." The two thieves walked towards the party, trying to look as inconspicuous as possible. As they entered the house, they were greeted by the cheerful chaos of children laughing and playing. "Okay, Molly, let's find those presents," Bill whispered, scanning the room for any signs of the loot. Molly pointed to a large pile of brightly wrapped gifts in the corner of the room. "There they are, Bill. Let's grab them and get out of here before anyone notices." Bill nodded and slowly made his way towards the presents, trying not to draw any attention to himself. As he reached the pile, he quickly began stuffing the gifts into a large sack he had brought with him. "Molly, keep an eye out for any adults," Bill whispered, his voice tense with excitement and nerves. Molly, standing near the door, nodded and watched as Bill filled the sack to the brim. Once he had collected all the presents, they made their way towards the back door, trying to look as casual as possible. "That was easier than I thought," Molly said, her voice barely above a whisper as they slipped out the back door. Bill chuckled and replied, "We make a great team, Molly. Now let's get these presents to the fence before anyone realizes they're gone." And with that, the two thieves vanished into the night, their sack of stolen presents in tow.