Molly sat across from Bill, her eyes fixed on the blueprint of Happy Hooligan's Mansion, the hottest spot for birthday extravaganzas in the city. Brightly colored, the map looked more like a kid's playmat than a strategic diagram. Bill, twirling a moustache that was neither real nor convincing, sighed deeply, "I've done some wacky jobs, but this one takes the cake, and not the birthday kind." Molly chuckled, her voice laced with mischief. "Oh, come on, Bill. Lighten up. It’s not like we're robbing a bank, even though the loot could be just as valuable." Bill grunted, his gaze falling on the miniature guard towers she had drawn on the blueprints. "Guard towers at a kid's party? You're losing it, Molly." "Hey, security's getting smart, Bill. Can't be too careful. Besides, what’s a heist without a challenge or two?" Molly replied, her enthusiasm barely concealed. "You know this could blow up in our faces, right? Stealing from kids? That’s a new low, even for us," Bill said, his tone serious. Molly leaned in, whispering conspiratorially, "But imagine the haul, Bill. Tech gadgets, stuffed animals with embedded jewels, designer clothes that our own kids could only dream of wearing. It’s a goldmine!" Bill leaned back, eyeing the array of colorful balloons and oversized stuffed animals scattered around the layout. "You're going to have to distract the whole party while I get in and out. That includes the birthday boy, the clowns, and the magicians." Molly smirked, "I've got a plan for that. Let's just say, I was quite the performer in high school. I can pull off a mean magic show myself. Sawing someone in half ought to keep them busy, don't you think?" Bill stifled a laugh, "If you think you can hold their attention long enough for me to snatch the loot, then go for it. But for crying out loud, no real sawing." Molly winked, "Don't worry, Bill. Safety first. And besides, I'll make sure to have a few inebriated clowns around for good measure. They're easier to handle that way." Bill rubbed his temples, a grin slowly spreading across his face. "Alright, you've convinced me. But if we're getting caught, I'm blaming you and your crazy ideas." Molly clapped her hands together, her eyes alight with excitement. "Deal! And remember, Bill, it’s all in good fun. We're just borrowing this stuff for a bit. It's not like the kiddies will miss a few presents, right?" Bill sighed, shaking his head. "Right, we’re just doing a little borrowing. Let's hope they don't miss them too much."