Molly and Bill stood in front of the brightly colored children's birthday party of one of the city's most spoiled rich tykes. They both wore expressive faces, one of which was filled with dread, the other one, excitement. Bill broke the silence with a nervous, "Alright Molly. This is our big heist." Molly rolled her eyes. "You mean our tiny misadventure, you silly. There's no heist here, at least not the one you dreamt about. But shh, let’s go in, we know the kids create such a distraction, and we can make our move unnoticed." Bill visibly gulped. "Sure, I was just worried it'd be daylight robbery." Molly chuckled. "Not quite." She glanced over at the toys. Platinum, fun and possibly too enticing. "Don't forget your hair net." Bill hastily reached under his hood, pulling one out and casually replacing it. Molly mirrored his actions with her own subtly camouflaged hat. Before they knew it, a car pulled up. The horn blared. Bill looked at Molly with a skeptical eye, then said on cue, "Shall we let the chaos commence?" Molly nodded, her adrenaline already pumping. "Absolutely. Once the kids get into the frenzy, they won't notice what we're up to." They grinned at each other, readied their tools, and both vanished into the party, leaving the surprised owners to wonder what awaited them next.