Molly and Bill sat in the dusty, abandoned warehouse that served as their hideout, huddled around a table covered with blueprints and lists of supplies. They had been planning this heist for weeks, and the day was finally upon them. "Alright, Bill, we've gone over the plan a thousand times. You sure you're ready for this?" Molly asked, her eyes narrowing as she studied her partner's face. "I was born ready, Molls. No kid's party is gonna stop me from getting my hands on those presents," Bill replied with a cocky grin. "Good, cause we're not leaving any toys behind. We're gonna make this the biggest, baddest heist in the history of children's parties," Molly said, pounding her fist on the table for emphasis. Bill chuckled and leaned back in his chair. "Now, where's my costume? I can't very well sneak into a kiddie party dressed as a cat burglar." Molly rolled her eyes and tossed him a brightly colored onesie adorned with images of unicorns and rainbows. "Here, put this on. You're gonna be the most fabulous unicorn the world has ever seen." "Ugh, really?" Bill groaned, but slipped the onesie on anyway. "At least I won't be the only one making a fashion faux pas. What are you supposed to be, anyway?" Molly grinned and spun around, showing off her own elaborately decorated onesie. "I'm a majestic dragon, of course. Now let's get moving. The party starts in an hour, and we've got a lot of work to do." As they loaded their supplies into a beat-up van, Bill turned to Molly and winked. "This is gonna be one hell of a ride, Molls. Let's go steal some toys."