Molly and Bill sat across from each other, their eyes locked on a laptop screen. The details of their next heist danced in front of them, always leaving their audience laughing and wondering how they could get away with it all. This time, their target was a children's birthday party. "So, we're really doing this?" Bill asked, raising an eyebrow. "Absolutely," Molly replied with a grin. "Think about it—we're stealing from innocent children? Brilliant!" "But what if we get caught?" Bill asked, the excitement draining from his face. "We won't get caught," Molly assured him, tapping her fingers on the table. "We'll be the fairies they never expected, swooping in under the cover of night and making all their Christmas wishes come true." "Okay, fine," Bill said, not entirely convinced. "But what if there's a lotta kids there? Won't it be... difficult?" Molly rolled her eyes. "Trust me, I've done my research. This party only has ten kids invited, tops. Easy peasy." "What about the parents?" Bill asked. Molly shrugged. "We'll distract them. Maybe play a game or two. Keep them busy while we help ourselves to the presents." "Oh, so we're Santa Claus now, huh?" Bill chuckled. Molly grinned. "Something like that. But remember, if anything goes wrong, it's Santa's fault. Not ours."