Molly leaned back in her chair, legs crossed, a cigarette dangling from her lips as she studied the blueprints spread out on the kitchen table. Bill, her partner in crime, sat across from her, eyes narrowed as he surveyed the schematics. They were planning the heist of a lifetime: breaking into a children's birthday party to steal all the presents. "So, what's the plan, Molly?" Bill asked, scratching his stubbled chin. "We need to be in and out fast. These kids are bound to notice something if we're there too long." Molly took a drag of her cigarette, the smoke curling around her face like tendrils of fog. "First, we'll need to disable the security system. There's a control panel in the basement, but it's behind a locked door." Bill raised an eyebrow. "Locked?" Molly nodded. "Yeah, but don't worry. I've got a spare key. I did a little snooping around the house a few weeks ago. Found it in the gardener's shed." Bill grinned. "Nice work, Molly. So, what's the plan for getting in and out without being seen?" Molly tapped her finger against her lip, deep in thought. "We'll sneak in through the backyard. The fence is pretty low, so we should be able to climb over it. Then, we'll head straight for the basement door." Bill nodded. "And what about getting out? Do we have an escape route planned?" Molly leaned forward, excitement sparkling in her eyes. "We'll use the chimney. It's right next to the bedroom where the birthday girl is sleeping. We'll climb up, pop out of the fireplace, and make our getaway." Bill laughed. "You're always full of surprises, Molly. But what about the gifts? How are we going to carry them all out without drawing attention to ourselves?" Molly smirked. "We'll use a duffel bag. I picked one up at a thrift store last week. It's big enough to hold all the presents, and we can sling it over our shoulder and walk right out the front door." Bill raised an eyebrow. "You really thought of everything, didn't you?" Molly winked at him. "Always, Bill. That's why we make such a great team." They spent the next hour going over their plan one last time, making sure they had covered all their bases. Finally, they were ready. It was time to put their plan into action. As they climbed over the fence and made their way toward the house, Molly couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement coursing through her veins. This was going to be their biggest heist yet, and she knew that Bill was the only person she could trust to pull it off. Together, they crept through the darkness, their footsteps silent as they made their way to the basement door. Molly fished the spare key out of her pocket and unlocked it, and they stepped inside. As they disabled the security system and made their way upstairs, they could hear the sound of laughter and joy coming from the living room. Children's voices sang out in song, and the sweet scent of cake filled the air. It was almost time to strike. Molly and Bill exchanged a look, their eyes glinting with anticipation. This was their moment. They were thieves, but they were also dreamers, and tonight, they were going to live out their wildest fantasy. They grabbed the duffel bag and started filling it with gifts. Toys, games, clothes - everything was fair game. They moved quickly and efficiently, their movements seamless as they worked together like a well-oiled machine. Before they knew it, the bag was full to bursting. It was time to make their escape. Molly led the way, climbing up the chimney with the bag slung over her shoulder. Bill followed close behind, his heart pounding in his chest. They popped out of the fireplace, landing lightly on the bedroom floor. The birthday girl slept soundly, oblivious to the daring heist taking place just inches away from her. They made their way through the darkened house, their footsteps barely making a sound. Finally, they reached the front door. Molly opened it quietly, and they stepped out into the night. The moon cast a silvery glow over the yard, and they could hear the distant sound of the children's laughter drifting through the air. They had done it. They had pulled off the perfect heist, leaving no trace behind. As they walked away from the house, their bags filled with stolen treasures, Molly couldn't help but feel a sense of exhilaration. She turned to Bill, a wide grin spreading across her face. "That was amazing, Bill. Absolutely amazing." Bill grinned back at her. "Yeah, Molly. It was. But you know what? I think this might just be the beginning." They shared a laugh, their thoughts already turning to their next adventure. They were thieves, after all, and they were just getting started.