Molly leaned against the brick wall, her eyes darting left and right as she waited for Bill to arrive. The alley was dimly lit, perfect for clandestine meetings. She heard footsteps approaching and tensed up, relaxing only when she recognized Bill's familiar gait. "You're late," Molly hissed as Bill joined her. "Sorry, traffic was a nightmare. Who knew so many people wanted to go to the zoo on a Tuesday?" Molly rolled her eyes. "Never mind that. We need to finalize our plan for tomorrow's heist." Bill nodded, his expression turning serious. "Right, the children's party. Are you sure about this, Molly? I mean, stealing from kids..." "Oh, don't go soft on me now, Bill. Think of all those shiny new toys, just waiting to be snatched." "I suppose you're right. So, what's the plan?" Molly grinned, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "It's simple. We pose as clowns." Bill's jaw dropped. "Clowns? Are you out of your mind?" "Think about it. Who questions clowns at a children's party?" "Uh, everyone? Clowns are creepy." Molly waved her hand dismissively. "That's just your coulrophobia talking. Trust me, this will work." Bill sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Fine. Let's say we go with your clown idea. How do we get the presents?" "While I distract the kids with balloon animals, you sneak into the gift room and start filling our special clown car with the loot." "Hang on, we have a clown car now?" Molly nodded enthusiastically. "Yep! I borrowed it from my cousin Vinnie. He owes me a favor after that circus elephant incident last year." Bill pinched the bridge of his nose. "I'm not even going to ask. Okay, so I grab the presents. Then what?" "Then we make our grand exit. You know, lots of honking, confetti, the works. No one will suspect a thing." "And if they do?" Molly shrugged. "We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. Now, about our costumes..." "Please tell me you're not going to suggest we wear those giant floppy shoes." "Of course we are! They're perfect for hiding extra loot." Bill groaned. "I can't believe I'm agreeing to this. You owe me big time, Molly." "Don't be such a grump, Bill. This'll be fun! And just think of all the cool toys we'll score." "Yeah, yeah. Just promise me one thing." "What's that?" "No squirting flowers or seltzer bottles. I draw the line at getting wet." Molly laughed. "Deal. Now, let's go practice our juggling. We've got to look the part, after all." As they walked out of the alley, Bill couldn't help but chuckle. "You know, Molly, if this doesn't work out, we could always join the circus." "That's the spirit! Now, how do you feel about pie throwing?" "Don't push it." The unlikely duo disappeared into the night, ready to embark on what would surely be the most ridiculous heist of their careers. Little did they know, the biggest challenge wouldn't be stealing the presents, but rather fitting them all into that tiny clown car.