Molly peered over the blueprint, her brow furrowed in concentration. "Alright, Bill, let's go over this one more time. We need to hit the Anderson residence on Maple Street during their kids' birthday party tomorrow night." Bill nodded, his fingers drumming on the table. "Yeah, I've got it all mapped out. We'll scale the back fence, disable the security system, and make our way to the living room where they've got the presents all piled up." "And what about the guests?" Molly asked, her eyes narrowing. "There's bound to be a house full of screaming brats running around." "Leave that to me," Bill replied, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "I've got a little something that'll keep the little monsters occupied." Molly raised an eyebrow. "Oh, do tell." "Smoke bombs," Bill announced proudly. "We'll set 'em off in the kitchen, create a big ol' smokescreen, and while everyone's panicking, we'll swoop in and grab the goods." "Hmm, not bad," Molly conceded, "but what about the parents? They're not exactly going to be easy to distract." "That's where you come in, sweetheart," Bill said, leaning back in his chair. "You're gonna create a little diversion out front, get their attention focused on something else while I make the quick grab." Molly's lips curled into a sly grin. "I think I can manage that. What did you have in mind?" "How about a good old-fashioned cat fight?" Bill suggested. "You know, some screaming, hair-pulling, the whole nine yards. That should keep the adults good and occupied." "Sounds perfect," Molly said, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "I'll make sure to really put on a show." "Great," Bill said, rubbing his hands together. "So we're all set then? No loose ends?" Molly shook her head. "Nope, I think we've got it all covered. We'll be in and out in no time, and those brats will be crying their eyes out when they realize their presents are gone." Bill chuckled, his eyes alight with excitement. "I can't wait to see the look on their little faces. This is gonna be our biggest score yet, Molly. We're gonna be rolling in dough after this one." "You got that right," Molly agreed, her grin widening. "This is gonna be a piece of cake. Those kids won't know what hit 'em." With a final nod, the two thieves began to gather their supplies, their laughter echoing through the room as they plotted their daring heist.