Molly peered through the curtain of smoke from her e-cig, eyes narrowing at the animated balloon in the corner. "Okay, Bill, here's the deal," she whispered, face scrunched in concentration. "Operation Gotta Get Those Gifts goes down before the cupcakes tower crumbles." Bill, scribbling notes on a flyer he'd snatched from his niece's wall, nodded with grave determination. "We hit the piñata first, extract the goodies while the kids' hypnotized by the shiny stick," he said. "Then we're in and out like a bolt from the blue." Molly pulled out a tiny grappling hook, its edges glinting menacingly. "No room for bolts today, buddy. Stealth is our friend. I've got biodegradable smoke bombs in case someone screams their lungs out." Bill held up two oversized teddy bears. "Decoys! Let's throw a couple and cause a distraction. I'll handle the bear on the left while you nab the one on the right. Coordination is key!" They both chuckled at the absurdity of their roles, little girls gazing up at them as if they were giants venturing into a whimsical land. With hearts pounding and fake mustaches stealthily secured, Molly and Bill set a plan in motion that would make Robin Hood's daring exploits seem as tame as Sunday school.