Molly and Bill sat across from each other in a dimly lit diner, huddled over a sticky table. Between them lay a crumpled map of the local children's party venue. Molly traced a path with her finger, whispering, "We'll enter through the back door here. There's bound to be more security near the front, so we need to keep a low profile." Bill nodded, his eyes fixed on the map. "Agreed. Once we're inside, we'll split up. I'll take the left side, you take the right. We'll meet back here in exactly 30 minutes, no matter what." Molly grinned, her eyes flashing with mischief. "This is going to be the easiest heist yet, partner. Those kids won't know what hit 'em." She chuckled softly, her shoulders shaking. Bill grunted in response, his gaze never leaving the map. "Just don't get cocky, Molly. We still have to get past their security and make it out without getting caught." "Relax, Bill. I've got this." Molly winked, leaning back in her chair. "After all, who'd suspect two friendly-looking thieves like us at a children's party?" Bill shook his head, a small smile playing on his lips. "If you say so, Molly. But remember, we're in and out. No fooling around." "Scout's honor." Molly held up two fingers, her smile widening. With a final nod, Bill folded the map and tucked it into his jacket pocket. "Let's go steal some toys, partner." And with that, the two thieves slipped out of the diner and into the night, ready to make their move on the unsuspecting children's party. Little did they know that this heist would be more than they bargained for, with surprises waiting for them at every turn.