Molly and Bill were relentless in their planning, contrary to their previous heists. They knew that this was a big one so a peaceful escape from the chaotic event would be key. The venue was a local city hall, transformed into a party paradise for the day. The objective was ambitious; to collect all the gifts given to the children, unbeknownst to them, the recipients would be some overly spoiled pets. Readying costumes was an understatement. Molly, disguised as a clown and Bill as an enormous teddy bear, together sighed at the crowded entrance. "Plan A was to just waltz in and grab the presents. But what about when this gets rough?" Bill's deep suit still couldn't conceal the anticipation in his knotted claws. "Hey, Molly, have you ever pondered a mixed-media approach to our getaway bag?" With the chaos, they might be more inconspicuous yet still carry their primary objective-The stolen merchandise. "What do you have in mind, Bill? Can anything beat a magic act?...No, roping in a little woodwind purr would go better than drowning ourselves in chaos. Somehow incorporating the gifts in our ensemble would be a masterpiece," Molly jested. Their communique was cut short by the opening of the hall door and the throngs of bubbly laughter below. They marked the beginning of their heist and a crucial crossroad of their endeavor, to perform or not to perform.