Molly cracked her knuckles as she leaned against the door jamb, studying Bill with a sly grin. "Alright, let's do this thing," she said, her eyes twinkling mischievously. Bill nodded, his hand itching for a pair of gloves he didn't have yet. "Absolutely," he replied, "we're going to rock this heist like nobody's business." Molly leaned closer to Bill and whispered in his ear. "Remember, Bill. We're not here for the toys, we're just borrowing them for a couple hours," she said, using her best convincing tone. Bill raised an eyebrow, but nodded anyway. "Alright, alright," he said, trying to keep a straight face. "We'll just slip back in later and replace 'em, no harm no foul." Molly rolled her eyes. "You're such a sap, Bill. We could easily sell these things for a tidy little sum once we're out of here." She motioned to the luxurious gifts spread on the floor of the party room. Bill sighed, but nodded once more. "Alright, let's do this then." He drew out a thin black marker from his pocket, prepared to mark any presents as stolen. "Alright, I'm going to mark these gifts as stolen, then we can sneak inside and nab them." Molly watched with a smirk as Bill methodically worked through the pile, deciding which to mark. "We really are quite a pair," she said with a chuckle. Bill grinned back at her. "Yes, it's all in a day's work," he said. "Just remember though, I get the chief toy after this, no questions asked!" Molly nodded eagerly. "Sounds fair to me. Let's get ready!" They quickly changed into matching tracksuits, covering up the little bits of detail which could potentially be traced back to them. They had studied the layout of the party room for weeks and knew where they could slip in and out without being seen. "Molly, let's hustle," Bill said, "it's time to put our skills to test." Molly nodded, ready to go. They checked outside, then double checked outside again, making sure there was no one lurking around might be able to hear them breaking in. They shook hands, an agreement between two professionals on a mission. "Here we go!" Bill whispered a bid farewell to the door, signalingReady to more effectively slip in unnoticed. Molly followed suit, making sure to stay behind fin to maintain their cover story. Together, they flew into the party behind the trays of cupcakes and balloons, their mark left on each stolen gift for the record. They laughed quietly, their eyes scanning the scene for any chance to escape undetected. And in a span of just one glorious, chaotic hour, they were on their way out, clutching their bounty of toys in hand. As they stumbled out the back door, the house began dealing with the aftermath of the gala, no one noticed their successful escapade had just begun. taste of freedom on their lips, Molly drew in a deep breath. "Well, let's see a Sammy, that was the smoothest heist so far," she said, feeling elated. "Let's do it again!"