"Alright, Molly, let's go over the plan one more time," Bill said, leaning in closer. "Okay, listen up," Molly replied, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "We hit the party at exactly 2 pm, when the kids are all distracted by the clown and the birthday cake. You'll create a distraction while I slip in and grab the presents." "And what kind of distraction did you have in mind?" Bill asked, scratching his chin. "I was thinking a classic smoke bomb, or maybe a glitter explosion," Molly said, grinning. "Glitter, huh? Won't that, you know, give us away?" Bill raised a skeptical eyebrow. "Nah, trust me, the kids will be too busy screaming and laughing to notice anything else," Molly assured him. "Alright, if you say so. And once I've got the parents' attention, you'll have a clear path to the gifts?" Bill pressed. "Exactly. In and out, like ghosts," Molly said, her smile widening. "Sounds good to me. Let's do this, partner," Bill said, extending his hand. Molly grasped it firmly, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Time to make some magic happen."