Molly adjusted her cat burglar suit in the mirror, making sure her whiskers were properly aligned. Bill, lounging on the couch behind her, let out a snort. "You know we're breaking into a five-year-old's birthday party, right? Not the vault of the Louvre?" Molly shot him a withering glance. "Hey, don't knock it till we see the haul. Those rich parents are going to shell out top dollar for little Timmy's gifts. I've got my eye on a limited edition Lego set that's worth a pretty penny." Bill raised an eyebrow. "A Lego set? Really? That's the score you're after?" Molly shrugged. "Hey, it's all about the resale value, my friend. And besides, have you seen the guest list for this party? The kid's dad is a tech mogul. There's going to be some serious swag." Bill chuckled. "I'm more concerned about the security detail. What's the plan for getting past the bounce house bouncers?" Molly smirked. "Leave that to me. I've been studying the party rental company's website. Those guys are all about creating a 'safe and fun environment' for the kiddos. I've got a disguise that'll make me blend right in." Bill raised an eyebrow as Molly pulled out a bright pink wig and a "Party Pal" t-shirt. "You're going to dress up as a party clown?" Molly nodded. "Why not? It's the perfect cover. And who doesn't love a good clown?" Bill shuddered. "I do. Okay, so we get in, we grab the presents, and then what? Make a break for it through the ball pit?" Molly chuckled. "Oh, no. That's just a recipe for disaster. We'll have a more... civilized exit strategy. I've hacked into the party planner's email account. There's a catering truck scheduled to arrive at 2 pm. We'll just slip out with the cupcakes." Bill whistled. "You're a genius, Molly. But what about the birthday boy? What if he gets upset when he finds out all his presents are gone?" Molly's expression turned mischievous. "That's the best part. I've arranged for a special 'surprise gift' to be delivered to the party. It's a doozy. The kid will be so distracted by the new gift, he won't even notice the other presents are missing." Bill's eyes widened. "What's the surprise gift?" Molly's grin grew. "Let's just say it involves a live chicken and a whoopee cushion. It's going to be legendary." Bill shook his head, laughing. "You're a monster, Molly." Molly winked. "That's what makes me so good at this job."