Molly and Bill sat in their rundown van, surveying the children's party happening across the street. The sound of laughter and music filled the air, and colorful decorations adorned the yard. "Alright, here's the plan," Molly said, turning to Bill. "We'll wait until the party's in full swing, then sneak in through the back gate. Once we're inside, we'll grab as many presents as we can and make a run for it." "Sounds good," Bill replied, his eyes scanning the area for any potential obstacles. "But what about the parents? They'll be watching us like hawks." "Not to worry," Molly said with a sly grin. "We'll dress up as clowns. That way, they'll think we're just part of the entertainment." "Genius," Bill said, nodding in agreement. "But how are we going to carry all the presents? We can't exactly stuff them in our pockets." "Don't worry about it," Molly said, pulling a large duffel bag out of the back seat. "I brought this along just in case. It should be big enough to hold everything." "Alright, let's do this," Bill said, his excitement building. "Let's go steal us some presents!" With that, Molly and Bill set off towards the party, their clown costumes concealing their true intentions. As they approached the back gate, Molly quickly picked the lock and they slipped inside undetected. The partygoers were too engrossed in their games and activities to notice the two intruders making their way through the crowd. Molly and Bill made a beeline for the presents, which were stacked high on a table near the front of the room. "Let's grab as many as we can and make a run for it," Molly whispered to Bill. "On three. One, two, three!" With a burst of speed, Molly and Bill grabbed armfuls of presents and darted towards the gate. But just as they were about to make their escape, a loud shout rang out. "Hey, stop right there!" Molly and Bill turned to see a group of angry parents bearing down on them, their faces filled with outrage. "Oh no," Molly said, her eyes wide with panic. "We're busted." "Quick, let's make a run for it," Bill said, already turning to flee. But it was too late. The parents were too fast, and they soon caught up with Molly and Bill, tackling them to the ground. As they were apprehended and led away in handcuffs, Molly and Bill couldn't help but laugh at their own incompetence. "Well, that didn't go as planned," Molly said, still chuckling as the police drove them away. "Nope," Bill agreed, still smiling despite their predicament. "But at least we gave those kids a good show.