"You're sure this is a good idea, Bill?" Molly asked, her brow furrowed. The backyard of the McGregors' house, teeming with screaming children and an elaborate bouncy castle, wasn't exactly an ideal heist location. "Relax, Molly, it's a goldmine," Bill assured her, his eyes gleaming. "Think of all the presents, the loot! We'll be set for months." "Months of hiding from the police and being chased by angry parents," Molly muttered, but a smile softened her features. "Fine, but you're distracting the kids. I'm going in for the presents." "No problem," Bill grinned, already making his way towards the bouncing castle. "Just don't steal the birthday cake. I got a hankering for chocolate."