Molly, dressed in a top hat and tails, paced back and forth in front of Bill, who was busy examining the blueprints of the venue. Molly: "Bill, we need to make sure we're in and out before the birthday boy arrives. I can't believe we're stealing presents from a children's party!" Bill: "Molly, it's just another job. Besides, these are expensive gifts we're talking about. We'll be doing those spoiled brats a favor by teaching them a lesson in humility." Molly: "I guess you're right, but it still feels wrong." Bill: "Look, we've gone over the plan a hundred times. We'll sneak in through the back door, grab the presents, and make our escape before anyone even realizes they've been robbed." Molly: "But what if someone does notice? These are parents we're dealing with, not some sleepy security guards." Bill: "Don't worry, I've got it covered. I've planted a few smoke bombs around the perimeter. As soon as we make our move, we'll set them off, creating a distraction while we slip away." Molly: "Alright, let's do this. But I swear, if we get caught, I'm blaming you." Bill: "No one's getting caught, Molly. Trust me, I've done this a hundred times. Now, let's go steal some presents and make our exit before the party's even started."