Molly and Bill stood in the dimly lit alley, their faces hidden beneath the brims of their hats. The cool evening breeze carried the sound of children's laughter from the nearby park. Molly checked her watch, a smirk playing on her lips. "The party's starting," she said, her eyes fixed on the park entrance. "Time to get our hands on those presents." Bill adjusted his backpack, a nervous smile on his face. "You really think this plan will work? I mean, stealing from kids?" Molly scoffed, "They won't even notice. Besides, we're not stealing from the kids, we're stealing from their spoiled little brats of parents." Bill shrugged, "I guess you're right. But, how are we going to get past the security?" Molly winked, "Leave that to me. Just stick to the plan and follow my lead." They made their way to the park, blending in with the crowd of parents and children. Molly spotted the birthday boy, his tiny face alight with joy as he opened a gift. She nudged Bill, "See? They're so distracted with their little presents that they won't even notice us." Bill nodded, his eyes darting around the room. "Alright, so, what's the plan? We just grab the gifts and run?" Molly chuckled, "Not quite. We need to be stealthy about this. Follow my lead." She sauntered over to the gift table, her movements smooth and practiced. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out a small device and placed it on the underside of the table. "What's that?" Bill whispered, his voice barely audible over the chatter of the party. "A little toy I picked up," Molly replied with a wink. "It'll create a distraction for us." Bill raised an eyebrow, "A distraction? What kind of distraction?" Before Molly could answer, a loud burst of noise filled the room, startling the children and parents alike. Parents instinctively gathered their children, shielding them from the source of the sound. In the confusion, Molly and Bill sprang into action. They quickly gathered the presents from the table, stuffing them into their backpacks. Molly's device had created the perfect diversion, and in the chaos, no one seemed to notice the two thieves making off with the loot. "Come on," Molly whispered, grabbing Bill's arm. "Let's get out of here before someone figures it out." They made their way through the crowd, hearts pounding in their chests. Once they reached the entrance, they broke into a run, giggling like schoolchildren. "I can't believe we just did that!" Bill exclaimed, his face flushed with excitement. Molly grinned, "We make a great team, Bill. I'm glad we decided to work together." As they disappeared into the night, their bags filled with toys and games, they couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. They had pulled off the heist of the century, and not a single kid had been the wiser.