"Alright, here's the plan," Molly said, her voice barely a whisper as they crouched behind a giant, inflatable unicorn. It wasn't exactly the most inconspicuous hiding spot, but it was the only one that offered a semblance of privacy in the chaotic landscape of the "Superhero Party Extravaganza." Bill snorted, his eyes scanning the scene. "This is a kids' party, Molly. What kind of plan are you even talking about?" "Simple," Molly said, pulling out a map meticulously drawn on a crumpled napkin. "We hit the gift table when the kids are distracted by the bouncy castle." "The bouncy castle?" Bill raised an eyebrow. "You're suggesting we steal presents from kids while they're bouncing around in a giant, plastic monstrosity?" "Exactly," Molly said, a smirk playing on her lips. "It's brilliant. No one will suspect a thing." "Okay, okay," Bill conceded, shaking his head. "But are we sure this is the best use of our skills, Molly? We're professionals, not gift-stealing gremlins." "This isn't just any gift table, Bill. It's the loot of a thousand birthday parties. Imagine the resale value!" "I'm still not sure I like the idea of preying on innocent children," Bill mumbled. "Preying? We're liberating gifts from a capitalist scheme that preys on parents' wallets!" Molly countered. "Think of it as a social justice mission." Bill let out a weary sigh. "Sure, that's it. Social justice. Tell me, how do we even get past the party clown?" Molly chuckled. "Good point. We'll need a distraction. Maybe a fake fire alarm?" "A fake fire alarm? You're going to set off a fire alarm at a kids' party?" "Look," Molly said, getting to her feet, "I'm not going to argue about strategy with you while we're hiding behind an inflatable unicorn. We're already late, and the bouncy castle is about to explode with sugar-fueled energy." Bill stood up, a resigned look on his face. "Alright, alright. Lead the way, but I'm telling you, this whole thing is insane." "Insanity is our middle name, Bill," Molly replied, a mischievous glint in her eye as she pointed towards the gift table. "Just follow my lead, and we'll be rich."