Molly peered through the fence, eyeing the colorful balloons. “Looks like a goldmine in there, Bill!” Bill adjusted his cap. “You really think we can pull this off? The kid’s got a ton of gifts!” “Absolutely! They won’t even notice!” Molly snickered. “Just a bunch of sugar-fueled toddlers and their oblivious parents.” “Right, but what’s our plan? We can’t just waltz in wearing black ski masks.” Molly smirked. “We go in as party entertainers! I’ll be the magician, you can be my oh-so-unfunny assistant.” “I’m not wearing a sparkly vest!” Bill protested. “I’m a thief, not a clown.” “Well, consider it method acting! When I distract them with a disappearing act, you grab the loot!” “Uh-huh, and what’s your big trick? Turning the presents into thin air?” Bill crossed his arms. “Actually, I was thinking of using this!” Molly pulled out a large sack with a grin. “Great, just perfect. ‘Look, Mom! A magician!’ and then I’m stuck running with a sack of kid’s toys while being chased by toddlers!” “Hey, at least we’ll make headlines: ‘Thieves Rob Party, Resulting in Chaos!’ Sounds like a classic!” Bill sighed. “Alright, let’s get this over with. I still say my character deserves better outfits.”