Molly looked at Bill with raised eyebrows. "You want to rob a children's party? That's evil." Bill shrugged. "I know, it's perfect. No one ever suspects the bad guys, they always blame the children." Molly sighed and shook her head. "I don't know Bill, it seems a bit too easy. Where's the challenge in that?" Bill smirked. "Oh, there's plenty of challenge. We have to sneak in undetected, crack the lock on the gift closet, and make a quick getaway. Sounds pretty exciting to me." Molly bit her lip, considering the plan. "Alright, I'm in. But I call dibs on the Barbie Dream House." They started making their preparations. Molly practiced her ninja stealth moves in the living room. "I'll be able to sneak right past little Timmy and his Tonka truck collection." Bill sharpened his lock picking tools with a sly grin. "And I'll take care of that pesky bolted lock like it's child's play." "Bill, can I talk to you about something?" Molly said seriously after a few moments. "Sure, shoot." He leaned in. "I'm pregnant. With your twins." Bill's eyes widened in shock. "What?! Are you sure? Twins?!" "Yeah, the ultrasound tech confirmed it. Two heartbeats, two little tykes. Guess you knocked my eggs up extra good, huh?" Bill smiled weakly. "Wow. Congrats I guess? Dramatic timing with the news before we rob little Johnny's 4th birthday." Molly frowned. "You don't sound thrilled. Does it change your mind about this heist?" "Uh, no! I mean, we have to think about our future. Stealing is good practice for the tough parenting ahead." Bill put on a brave face as he picked the lock on the bedroom door for the 8th time. Molly rolled her eyes. "This is going to be fun..."