Molly and Bill crouched behind the bushes, peering through the gaps at the colorful chaos of the children's party. Balloons bobbed in the breeze, and the sound of laughter filled the air. Molly adjusted her oversized sunglasses, a smirk playing on her lips. "Bill, you see that clown over there?" she whispered, pointing to a man in a garish costume juggling brightly colored balls. "Yeah, what about him?" Bill replied, his eyes narrowing. "He's our ticket in. We swipe his costume, and no one will suspect a thing." Bill scratched his head, glancing at the clown who was now attempting to ride a unicycle. "You think we can pull it off?" "Of course," Molly said confidently. "We just need a distraction." Bill's eyes lit up as he spotted a table laden with cupcakes. "How about a cupcake catastrophe?" Molly grinned. "Perfect. You create the chaos, I'll grab the costume." Bill nodded and crept towards the table, his fingers twitching with anticipation. With a swift motion, he knocked over the entire tray of cupcakes, sending frosting and sprinkles flying in every direction. Children squealed with delight, and parents rushed to clean up the mess. Seizing the moment, Molly darted towards the clown, who was now flailing on the ground, tangled in his unicycle. She yanked off his wig and oversized shoes, tossing them to Bill. "Quick, put these on!" she urged. Bill struggled into the costume, wobbling on the oversized shoes. "How do I look?" "Ridiculous," Molly said, stifling a laugh. "But it'll do. Now, let's get those presents." They slipped into the party, blending in with the chaos. As they approached the mountain of gifts, Molly couldn't help but chuckle. "This is going to be the easiest heist ever." Bill grinned, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Piece of cake."