Molly peered over the blueprints, her brow furrowed in concentration. "Okay, Bill, we've got one shot at this. The kids' party is tomorrow night, and we need to time this perfectly." Bill nodded, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "I've been scoping out the place for weeks. There's a weak spot in the security system right here." He pointed to a spot on the map. "Good, good," Molly said, tapping her chin. "And the getaway vehicle is ready?" "You bet," Bill replied with a grin. "Fastest getaway car this side of the city." "Excellent." Molly leaned back in her chair, a devious smile spreading across her face. "Those presents won't know what hit them." "Aw, come on, Molly," Bill said, his voice suddenly hesitant. "Aren't we taking this a little too far? I mean, it's a kids' party. Those presents are for them." Molly scoffed. "Don't be such a softy, Bill. This is our big score. Just think of all the money we'll make." Bill's brow furrowed, but he reluctantly nodded. "Alright, alright. Let's do this." Molly clapped her hands together, her eyes gleaming. "That's what I like to hear. Now, let's go over the plan one more time."