Molly adjusted her ski mask and scanned the brightly lit children's party, her eyes glinting with mischief. "I can't believe we're actually doing this, Bill." Bill grinned, adjusting his own mask. "Hey, when you've got two ex-cons trying to make an honest living, sometimes the only option is to go back to what you know best." Molly elbowed him in the ribs. "Watch it, or I'll 'make an honest living' out of you. Besides, it's not like we're actually hurting anyone. Just a few disappointed kids, that's all." Bill rolled his eyes. "Yeah, disappointed kids who were about to get showered with presents they'll play with for five minutes before they break. We're doing them a favor, really." Molly raised an eyebrow. "A favor, huh? Well, let's just hope nobody catches us. The last thing we need is to be thrown back in the slammer for stealing toys from a bunch of brats." Bill nodded, his expression turning serious. "You're right. We need to be careful. But I think I have a plan." Molly crossed her arms. "Oh, really? Do tell." Bill leaned in close, whispering his plan in her ear. Molly listened intently, her eyes widening in surprise and then amusement. "That's...actually not a bad idea." she said, a grin spreading across her face. "I think it could work." Bill winked at her. "Of course it will. I'm a genius, remember?" Molly snorted. "Oh, I remember. Alright, let's do this. You take the presents on the left side of the room, I'll take the right. We'll meet back here in five minutes." Bill nodded, and the two of them slowly made their way towards opposite ends of the room, trying to blend in with the adults. As soon as they were in position, they both reached under their jackets and pulled out small, but powerful magnets. Molly made her way towards a pile of metal toy cars, while Bill targeted a mountain of shiny, wrapped gifts. With a flick of their wrists, the magnets flew through the air and attached themselves to the metal and shiny wrapping paper. The presents started to lift off the ground, floating eerily towards the two thieves. Molly couldn't help but laugh as she caught sight of a little boy's confused expression. Bill, meanwhile, was having trouble controlling his laughter as he watched a surprised mother drop her drink, sending it splashing all over the floor. The two of them quickly gathered up the presents, shoving them into their bags. Molly glanced at her watch, noticing that they had been in the room for four minutes already. " Time to go, partner." she whispered to Bill. He nodded, and the two of them made their way towards the exit, trying to look as nonchalant as possible. As they slipped out the door, Molly couldn't help but feel a rush of adrenaline. "That was too easy." she said, grinning at Bill. He nodded, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Yeah, but let's not get too cocky. We still have to find a buyer for all these presents." Molly laughed, linking her arm through his. "Don't worry, I know just the guy. Now come on, we've got a Christmas to ruin." As they stepped outside into the cold night air, Molly and Bill couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. They had pulled off the perfect heist, and nobody had been hurt in the process. Well, nobody except the kids who were about to be disappointed on Christmas morning. But as Molly had said earlier, they were doing them a favor, really. After all, it was just a bunch of toys. And besides, what was the harm in a little mischief every now and then?