Molly and Bill sat in a cozy café, sipping on coffees and staring at the map spread out on the table in front of them. They had planned this heist for weeks, and tonight was the night they were going to pull it off. They were targeting a children's birthday party and stealing all the presents under the guise of a quick and easy job. They had both put on some extremely convincing disguises to ensure minimum attention would be paid to them. "So Bill," asked Molly, "Are you really planning on stealing presents from the hands of children?" Bill chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eye, "That's the charm of this job Molly, that's what makes it funny." "I don't know Bill, stealing from children seems a little immoral." Molly replied with a raised eyebrow. "Oh, come now Molly, it's just presents, nobody's life is on the line here." Bill countered with a dismissive wave of his hand. "It still feels wrong to take something that's not yours." Molly persisted, not budging too much on her stance. "But think of it this way Molly," Bill leaned in closer to her, his voice dropping to a whisper, "Imagine if YOU were that gifted. Would you just let that be put on the side because 'hey, I know it isn't mine'?" Molly pursed her lips, not entirely convinced by Bill's logic. "Yeah, alright, I'll admit that we're obviously gonna have the upper hand, considering we'll be off in few or stolen presents." "That's part of the charm." Bill grinned, "And remember, nothing we take is too good for the kids, they've had the best gifts from multiple presents, we just redistribute them." Molly let out a sigh, giving in to his jokes. "Okay, you've got me there, let's do this!" With a final boyish grin from Bill, they grabbed their bags and left to execute their comedic heist.