Molly leaned back in her chair, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. "So, Bill, you ever thought about hitting a children's birthday party?" Bill raised an eyebrow, his skepticism clear. "A children's party? Are you serious? What, are we gonna swipe some action figures and a Barbie Dreamhouse?" Molly chuckled, shaking her head. "No, no, no. Think bigger. It's not the toys we're after. It's the presents. Parents go all out for these things. Think about it—high-end gadgets, jewelry, cash. It's all wrapped up and sitting there, just waiting for us." Bill scratched his chin, considering. "Alright, I'll bite. But how do we pull this off without looking like the Grinch?" "Simple," Molly said, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "We go in dressed as clowns. No one suspects clowns. Plus, we can blend in with the entertainment. We scope out the place, make a list of the good stuff, and then, when the coast is clear, we make our move." Bill snorted. "Clowns, huh? You sure you don't just want to give the kids nightmares?" Molly rolled her eyes. "Oh, come on, it'll be fun. And think about the payoff. We could be set for months." "Alright, alright," Bill conceded. "But what about the parents? They're not gonna just let us waltz in and start rummaging through the presents." "We'll need a cover story," Molly mused. "Maybe we're there to deliver a special surprise for the birthday kid. Something big and flashy that we can use as a distraction." Bill nodded slowly. "Okay, that could work. But we need to be careful. One wrong move and we're on the front page of the local paper." "Relax, Bill," Molly said, patting his shoulder. "We've pulled off crazier stunts than this. We'll be in and out before anyone even notices we're there." Bill sighed, but there was a hint of a smile on his face. "Alright, Molly. You've got me convinced. Let's do this. But if I end up with a pie in my face, I'm blaming you." Molly laughed, standing up and stretching. "Deal. Now, let's get to work on those clown costumes. We want to make sure we look the part." Bill stood as well, shaking his head but unable to suppress a grin. "You know, for a career criminal, you sure have a knack for coming up with the weirdest plans." "Hey, if it works, it works," Molly replied, winking. "And besides, where's the fun in doing things the normal way?" Bill chuckled, following her out of the room. "Yeah, I guess you're right. Let's go steal some birthday presents." As they walked away, the sound of their laughter filled the air, a testament to the strange but undeniable bond between two thieves planning their next big heist—at a children's party.