Molly glanced around the corner at the colorful banner reading "Happy Birthday Timmy!" and turned to Bill, who was clutching a bag of tools. "Bill, are you sure about this? Stealing from a children's party?" Bill shrugged. "What's the big deal? It's just presents. Besides, think of the resale value." Molly sighed. "Fine, but we have to be careful. We don't want to ruin anyone's day." "Agreed," Bill replied, pulling out a pair of wire cutters. "I'll take care of the security system. You keep an eye out for any adults." As Bill worked on the wires, Molly scanned the area. She spotted a group of parents huddled together by the food table. "Bill, we need to move fast. There are a bunch of parents nearby." "Got it," Bill said, quickly finishing up with the wires. "Okay, let's make a run for it. We'll grab as many presents as we can and get out of here." The two thieves darted towards the pile of gifts, stuffing as many as they could into their bags. Suddenly, Molly heard a shrill voice. "Hey! What are you doing?" She turned to see a little girl with pigtails glaring at her. "Um, we're...we're just here to help clean up?" Molly stammered. The little girl looked unconvinced. "Mommy! These people are trying to steal Timmy's presents!" Bill grabbed Molly's arm. "Come on, we need to get out of here!" The two thieves ran out of the party, leaving behind a trail of discarded presents and disappointed children. As they made their escape, Molly couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt. "Bill, maybe stealing from kids isn't such a great idea after all."