Molly and Bill sat in a dimly lit room, huddled over a table with a meticulously planned map of the children's party they were about to crash. The air was thick with tension and the smell of old pizza. Molly, a master of disguise, examined her clown makeup in a small mirror while Bill sharpened his lock-picking tools. "Alright, Bill," Molly said, her voice low and determined, "We've got one shot at this. Once we're in, we've gotta move fast and stick to the plan. No improv, no screw-ups." Bill looked up from his tools, his eyes locked on Molly's. "I'm not gonna let you down, Moll. We've been planning this heist for months. There's no way it's not gonna go off without a hitch." Molly smiled, a hint of mischief in her eyes. "I know you won't, partner. But just in case, I've got a few tricks up my sleeve." She winked and patted the pocket of her clown costume, where a small vial of itching powder nestled. As they approached the venue, Molly and Bill blended in seamlessly with the other party guests. Molly's clown act had the children in stitches, while Bill, dressed as a magician, drew curious glances from the adults. When the time was right, Molly created a distraction by slipping the itching powder into the birthday girl's chair, causing her to squirm and squeal with laughter. In the commotion, Bill made his move, darting towards the presents with his trusty lock-picking tools. "Come on, Bill!" Molly hissed through gritted teeth. "We don't have much time!" Bill's hands trembled as he worked, the seconds ticking by like hours. Finally, with a click, the lock gave way, and he grabbed the presents, stuffing them into a large sack. "Let's get out of here!" Molly whispered, and they made their way to the exit, hearts pounding in their chests. As they emerged into the cool night air, Molly let out a whoop of triumph, raising her fist in the air. "We did it, Bill! We pulled off the ultimate kid's party heist!" Bill grinned, his eyes shining with pride. "Yeah, Moll. We sure did. And you know what that means..." "Yup," Molly said, nodding. "Time for the next heist." With a spring in their steps and a twinkle in their eyes, the pair vanished into the night, ready for their next big score.