"Molly, we've got the perfect plan to make a quick buck," said Bill, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh yeah? And what's that, genius?" asked Molly, raising a skeptical eyebrow. "We're going to crash a children's party and make off with all the presents!" Bill exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear. Molly stared at him in disbelief. "You can't be serious. We're career criminals, not measly thieves who steal from kids!" "Hear me out," Bill pleaded. "These parties are packed with expensive toys and gadgets. And the parents? They're too busy enjoying the free food and drinks to notice anything." Molly crossed her arms, unconvinced. "So how do we even get in?" "We'll dress up as clowns!" Bill exclaimed, pulling out two ridiculous costumes from his bag. "With these get-ups, we'll blend right in." Molly sighed, shaking her head. "This is the worst idea you've ever had." "Come on, Molly! It'll be easy money," Bill insisted, trying to sell the plan. "And think of the look on those kids' faces when they realize their precious presents are gone." Molly hesitated for a moment, and then a devious smile slowly crept onto her face. "Alright, Bill. Let's do it. But if we get caught, I'm blaming you." "Deal!" Bill grinned, handing her a clown wig. "Now, let's go ruin some kids' day." As they donned their clown costumes, Molly couldn't help but chuckle. "You know, this might be the most foolish thing we've ever done. But it just might work."