Molly and Bill sat at a cramped table in the corner of a dingy bar, planning their next heist. Their target this time was a children's party, and the prize was all the presents. Molly sipped her drink and glanced at Bill. "You know, Bill, stealing from kids is a bit...icky." Bill chuckled and shrugged. "Hey, we're thieves. We steal. That's what we do. And those presents are just sitting there, begging to be taken." Molly raised an eyebrow. "And how do you propose we do this, exactly? We can't exactly break down the door and barge in." Bill smirked. "No, we need to be sneaky. We'll come in through the back door. The party's at Susan's house, right? I've heard she has a dog. We can use that to our advantage." Molly's eyes widened. "Her dog? How?" Bill leaned in closer. "We'll get the dog to bark loudly by throwing a rock at the fence. That'll distract everyone inside, and we can slip in unnoticed." Molly raised a finger. "But what if the dog doesn't bark? Or what if someone hears us throwing the rock?" Bill laughed. "Then we'll just have to think on our feet, won't we? That's what makes us good at this job. We adapt." Molly nodded, a grin spreading across her face. "Alright, let's do it. But we better make sure we get all the presents. We can't leave any behind." Bill winked. "Don't worry, Molly. We'll leave nothing but chaos in our wake." As they finished their drinks and prepared to leave, Molly couldn't help but feel a little bit excited about their upcoming heist. After all, stealing from a children's party was definitely going to be a wild ride.