Molly tapped her fingers on the table, her eyes narrowed with concentration. "Alright, Bill, let's go over the plan one more time. We've got a kids' birthday party to crash tonight, and we need to make sure we pull this off without a hitch." Bill leaned back in his chair, a grin spreading across his face. "That's right, Mol. This is gonna be our biggest score yet. All those presents, just waiting to be snatched up. It's like they're asking for it." "Don't get cocky, Bill," Molly warned. "This is a delicate operation. We need to time everything perfectly, and we can't afford any slip-ups. What's the first step?" "We wait until the party's in full swing, when everyone's too busy enjoying the cake and party games to notice us," Bill said, ticking off the steps on his fingers. "Then, I'll create a distraction, like setting off a smoke bomb or something, while you slip in and grab all the loot." Molly nodded approvingly. "Good, good. And the exit strategy?" "We've got a getaway van waiting a few blocks away," Bill replied. "As soon as you've got the goods, we high-tail it out of there and disappear into the night." "Sounds simple enough," Molly mused. "But we can't afford any mistakes. These kids are gonna be heartbroken if we make off with their presents." Bill waved a dismissive hand. "Ah, they'll get over it. Kids are resilient, and their parents can always buy them more stuff. We're the ones who need the money, Mol. This is our chance to finally live the high life." Molly chewed on her lower lip, contemplating the plan. "I don't know, Bill. It just feels...wrong, somehow. I mean, these are kids, for crying out loud. Can't we find another target?" "What, are you going soft on me now?" Bill scoffed. "We've been planning this for weeks, Mol. We can't back out now. Think of all the money we'll make - we'll be set for life!" "I guess you're right," Molly sighed, running a hand through her hair. "Alright, let's do this. But if anything goes wrong, it's on you, Bill." Bill grinned and reached across the table to give Molly's hand a squeeze. "Don't worry, Mol. This is gonna be a piece of cake. Now, let's go over the plan one more time, just to be sure..." The two thieves continued to hash out the details of their scheme, their voices lowered as they plotted their heist, unaware of the looming consequences that awaited them.