"Molly, my dear," Bill said, twirling a lollipop between his fingers, "I've got a plan that's sweeter than this candy." Molly raised an eyebrow, "Oh, really? Let's hear it then." Bill leaned in, his eyes sparkling with mischief, "We crash a kids' party. Not just any party, but the birthday bash of the year. We'll be like Santa, only in reverse." Molly laughed, "Reverse Santa? You've lost it, Bill." "No, no, hear me out," Bill insisted, "We go in, blend with the crowd, and when the time's right, we swipe all the presents. Easy peasy." Molly tapped her fingers on the table, "And how do we 'blend' exactly?" Bill grinned widely, "We dress up as clowns. You know, big shoes, red noses... the works." Molly chuckled, "Clowns? You're serious?" "As a heart attack," Bill replied, "No one suspects the clowns. They're too busy laughing." Molly shook her head, still amused, "You know what, Bill? It's so crazy, it just might work. But if I have to wear a red nose, so do you." Bill held up his lollipop in agreement, "Deal, partner. Let's make this heist a party."