Molly peered through the window of the brightly decorated house. “Look at all those presents, Bill! It’s like a treasure trove of childhood dreams!” Bill adjusted his mask. “You sure this is a good idea? I mean, it’s a kids’ party. What if we get caught?” Molly rolled her eyes. “Caught? By who? The birthday boy? He’s busy with cake!” “Yeah, but what if the parents see us?” Bill whispered, glancing nervously at the door. Molly smirked. “We’ll be in and out before they even notice. Besides, we’re professionals!” “Professionals? We’re thieves, Molly. There’s a difference.” “Details, details! Focus on the loot! Look at that giant teddy bear! It’s practically begging to be stolen!” Bill sighed. “And what are we going to do with a giant teddy bear? We can’t exactly sell it on the black market.” “Why not? It’s a collector’s item! Plus, think of the Instagram likes!” “Instagram likes? We’re robbing a kids’ party, not starting a social media campaign!” Molly grinned. “Exactly! Now, let’s go before someone eats all the cupcakes!” “Fine! But if we get caught, I’m blaming you!” “Deal! Now, on three… one, two—” “Wait! What if they have a dog?”