"Molly, my dear," Bill said, twirling a miniature screwdriver between his fingers, "I've got a proposition for you. A job, if you will." Molly raised an eyebrow, leaning back in her chair. "I'm listening." "A children's party. A grand affair. Full of presents, ripe for the taking." "You want to steal from children, Bill?" Molly asked, a smirk playing on her lips. "Not children, Molly. The parents. They're the ones who bought the gifts, after all." Molly chuckled, "You've got a point there. But how do we pull it off without looking like the Grinch?" Bill grinned, pulling out a blueprint from his pocket. "We go in as entertainers. I'll be the magician, you can be my assistant." "And the presents?" "We'll make them disappear. Quite literally." Bill winked. Molly laughed, shaking her head. "You're a piece of work, Bill. But I like it. Let's give those kids a magic show they'll never forget." "And their parents a bill they'll always remember," Bill added, chuckling as they high-fived, sealing their comedic heist plan.