"Okay, Bill, listen up," Molly said, her voice low. "Operation: Candy Caper is a go. Tonight, we hit the Henderson house. Young Timmy's turning six, and from what I hear, his parents have gone all out." Bill squinted at her, amusement tugging at the corners of his eyes. "You're serious about this? Stealing from a six-year-old's birthday party? Seems a bit... pedestrian, even for us." Molly snorted. "Pity kids later. Greed knows no age, Bill. Besides, think of the loot! Trains, dolls, maybe even that rare Godzilla action figure Timmy's been drooling over. Pure gold!" "Alright, alright, you've convinced me. But how do we even get past the bouncy castle? My knees aren't what they used to be." "Bill, there's always a way. We'll use the entrance intended for the piñata. Everyone expects me to be swinging from the ropes, looking innocent and festive. Meanwhile, you snag the goods from the living room table." "And then we make our grand escape via the slide?" He chuckled. Molly grinned. "Precisely. Just picture it, Bill. Us, zipping down the slide, leaving a trail of party favors in our wake. We'll be the most infamous toy thieves the world's ever seen."