At their favorite burger joint, Molly and Bill devoured their meals in a hurry, knowing they had to hatch a plan for the dangerous and potentially life-changing task at hand. The juxtaposition of the cozy booth and their serious expression made a few of their diners wonder what was in store for the pair. No one but them, however, knew that they were responsible for orchestrating the world's most mystifying heist: the grand theft of a children's party's presents. "Listen up, Bill," Molly said in between bites of their fries, "Time is of the essence. This plan needs to be flawless." She levered her no-nonsense tone with a sheepish grin, subtly reminding him that while the situation called for serious deliberation, they would do well to remember their shared love for playful banter. Bill shook his head, half-amused and half-amused, but still a keen ear on their mission. "There's greed at play, Molly, which is, as invaluable as it is," he began his role as the more practical one in their partnership, gingerly savoring every bite of his burger like a piece of art. "It demands a tight operation, i.e., infiltrate, gather our items, and make your escape, leaving no breadcrumb behind." They had no intention of asymmetry in their arrangement, and viewed the risk of loss adequately compensated by the allure of the treasure awaiting them. Bill then posed a question that piqued Molly's head, "Should we cover our faces a la 'Corn Bread Bandito' or rely on disguises to blend with the partygoers?" "Disguises would be too hard to create and maintain without arousing suspicion, Bill," Molly replied confidently, her experience in numerous successful heists providing assurance for this conclusion. "Kids are resilient little thieves, and their intuition can be remarkably keen. Therefore, a costume or a simple blacked-out face mask would be all the deflection needed to avoid recognition." "The plan's a go then?" Bill, now emboldened by their brains' intelligence and honed instincts, nodded approvingly, glossing over the unavoidable hazards, both mental and physical, that lay ahead. The bonds they shared were unbreakable, and with that, they envisioned a life with a treasure chest of prizes and much-wanted freedom. The task at hand was daunting, but these daring thieves, fueled by Dijon mayo and their dreams, were as prepared as they could be for the much-awaited thrill of their naughtiest escapade. The journey to their ultimate goal, the jingle of the bells in their pockets, had begun. They left the burger joint with a shared excitement, the wind tousling their hair as they made their way into what could be the final chapter of their heist book series. Their ultimate caper was now imminent as they put their comedy heist prowess to the test. The stakes were high, but so was the laughter in their hearts, for they knew they had each other's back through thick and thin.