In the shadowy alley behind the community center, Molly and Bill huddled over a crudely drawn map of the party room. Molly, a petite woman with a penchant for bright wigs, was dressed as a clown. Bill, tall and lanky, wore a oversized bunny costume that looked like it had seen better days. "Alright, Bill," Molly said, her voice a harsh whisper, "We've got the distraction ready. You'll create a ruckus outside while I slip in and grab the presents." Bill sighed, his bunny ears flopping. "I still think this is a terrible idea, Molly. Stealing from kids?" Molly rolled her eyes. "They're rich kids, Bill. Their parents won't even notice the presents are gone. Besides, it's not like we're taking their lollipops." Bill grumbled but didn't argue. They'd been partners for too long to back out now. Molly checked her watch, a cheap plastic thing with a cartoon character on the face. "Showtime, Bill. Remember, make it loud." Bill nodded, pulling his bunny mask down. "Loud and chaotic. Just like our last heist." Molly chuckled, adjusting her clown nose. "Exactly. Now let's go make some noise."