Molly and Bill crouched behind the bushes, peering through the gaps at the colorful chaos of the children's party. "Bill, are you sure this is a good idea?" Molly whispered, her eyes darting around nervously. "Of course, Molly. Who'd suspect two adults at a kids' party?" Bill grinned, adjusting his oversized clown wig. "But what if we get caught?" Molly's voice wavered. "Relax. We'll blend right in. Look, I've got the perfect disguise." Bill pulled out a red rubber nose and honked it. Molly stifled a giggle. "You look ridiculous." "Exactly! No one will suspect a thing. Now, remember the plan?" "Yeah, yeah. We sneak in, grab the presents, and get out before anyone notices." "Right. And if anyone asks, we're the entertainment." Molly raised an eyebrow. "You? Entertaining?" "Hey, I can juggle!" Bill protested, pulling out three rubber chickens. Molly rolled her eyes. "Fine. But if this goes south, I'm blaming you." "Deal. Now, let's go make some kids cry." Bill winked, and they both slipped out from behind the bushes. As they approached the party, Molly muttered, "I can't believe we're doing this." "Believe it, partner. We're about to pull off the greatest heist of all time."