Molly and Bill sat across from each other, their faces scrunched in deep thought. They had pulled off some impressive heists in the past, but this was by far their most ambitious plan yet - stealing all the presents from a children's party. "So, we're looking at a room full of sugar-fueled kids?" Molly asked, wrinkling her nose. "Yep," Bill confirmed, nodding grimly. "But don't worry, I've got a plan. We'll hit the party right after it ends, when everyone's busy cleaning up and the parents are distracted." Molly looked skeptical. "And how do we make sure we get all the presents?" she asked, tapping her finger against her chin. "Easy," Bill smiled. "Remember that game they always play? Where they all sit in a circle and pass fake jewelry around? We'll just replace all the fake gems with real ones." Molly's eyes widened in realization. "You're a genius, Bill," she said, punching him lightly on the arm. "I know," he grinned, puffing out his chest. "We'll be in and out of there before anyone knows what hit 'em." They spent the next few hours planning every detail of their heist, including what to wear and how to distract the parents long enough to make their escape. Molly scribbled down notes furiously while Bill rolled his eyes, occasionally muttering about her lack of style choices. As they finished up their plans, they high-fived each other, feeling confident that this would be their most successful caper yet. All that was left to do was wait for the perfect time to strike.