Molly and Bill sat at the kitchen table, planning their next heist. Molly rubbed her hands together in excitement. "Alright, Bill. The intel says the kid's party is tomorrow at noon. We're going to hit it and make off with all the presents." Bill frowned, looking over his notes. "But won't there be a ton of people there? Parents, kids, entertainment... it's not going to be easy." Molly waved him off. "Details, details. We've pulled off bigger jobs than this. We just need to be smart about it." Bill nodded, still looking a bit uncertain. "Alright. So, what's the plan?" Molly beamed. "We'll go in like we're part of the entertainment. I'll bring my guitar and you can bring your juggling balls. We'll mingle with the crowd, distract them with our act, and then sneak off to the present table when no one's looking." "And if someone does notice?" Bill asked. "We'll just act like we're part of the party," Molly said with a shrug. "Who's going to suspect two entertainers of being thieves? We'll load up the presents and make a clean getaway." Bill still looked worried, but he nodded. "Alright. Let's do this."