Molly sat across from Bill in the crowded coffee shop, her eyes darting around nervously as she took a sip of her latte. It was their first meeting to discuss the heist of the century – stealing all the presents from a children's birthday party. "So, you're sure the little ones won't be there?" Molly asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Bill nodded emphatically, his dark eyes gleaming with mischief. "The parents are throwing a big bash for the kid's first birthday. They're going all out, so they're hiring a bunch of help. But the party's at night, and the help is scheduled to leave before the guests arrive." Molly let out a low whistle. "That's some serious inside info. How'd you manage that?" Bill grinned. "I have my ways." "Well, that's good to know," Molly said, feeling more confident already. "But what about security? I mean, it's not like they're just going to leave all those presents lying around unguarded." "Don't worry about that," Bill reassured her. "I've done my research. The house has a state-of-the-art alarm system, but it's old school. Easy to bypass." Molly perked up at that. "Really? And what about cameras?" "Cameras too," Bill replied casually. "But I've got a plan for that as well. We'll be in and out before anyone even knows we were there." "Sounds too good to be true," Molly said skeptically. "Trust me," Bill insisted. "I've done this before. Multiple times, actually. This is going to be a piece of cake." Molly nodded, still looking unsure. "Alright, let's do it then. But we need to make sure we have a getaway car and a place to stash all the loot." Bill chuckled. "I've already taken care of that. There's a back alley nearby with plenty of cover. And as for the getaway car, don't worry about it. I've got a friend who owes me a favor." Molly relaxed a bit, feeling more at ease. "Okay, so what's the plan of action then?" Bill pulled out a folded piece of paper from his pocket and spread it out on the table. It was a detailed floor plan of the house, with marked exits and entry points. "We'll enter through the basement door, which leads directly into the kitchen. From there, we'll make our way upstairs to the living room where all the presents will be. We'll have about ten minutes to grab as much as we can before the alarm goes off." Molly nodded, her mind already racing with possibilities. "And what about the parents? Won't they be suspicious when they see all the presents are missing?" Bill shrugged. "We'll just leave a few behind to throw them off. And trust me, with all the excitement of the party, they won't notice the difference." Molly couldn't help but smile at the audacity of it all. "Alright then, let's do this thing!" They clinked their coffee cups together, and Molly couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement coursing through her veins. This was going to be the heist of the century, and she was going to be a part of it.