"Alright, Molly, here's the plan," Bill whispered, hunched over the blueprints of the house. "We hit the place during the birthday party, while all the kids are distracted by the clown and the piñata." Molly nodded, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. "Perfect. And what about the security system?" "Piece of cake," Bill replied, tapping the blueprint. "We go in through the back door, disable the alarm, and make a beeline for the living room. That's where they'll have all the presents stashed." "And the getaway?" Molly asked, arching an eyebrow. "Van's parked around the corner, engine running. We grab the loot and disappear before anyone even knows what hit 'em," Bill said, a triumphant gleam in his eyes. Molly chuckled, rubbing her hands together. "I love it when a plan comes together. This is gonna be our biggest heist yet, Bill." "You bet, kid," Bill said, clapping Molly on the back. "Those presents are as good as ours." The two thieves exchanged a conspiratorial look, already imagining the piles of wrapped gifts they'd soon be hauling away.