Molly adjusted her cat burglar suit in the mirror, making sure the black onesie was tight in all the right places. Bill sat on the couch, sipping on a Red Bull and staring at a crude map of the children's party venue. "Alright, so the bouncy castle is here, the ball pit is here, and the present table is...jackpot," Bill said, tapping the map. Molly sauntered over, her blonde ponytail swinging behind her. "You know, I never thought I'd be the type to steal from kids, but these are some rich kids. They'll just get more stuff anyway." Bill shrugged. "Hey, it's not like we're taking food out of their mouths. We're just...rearranging their toy box." Molly chuckled. "You're such a smooth talker, Bill. You can make anything sound like a good idea." "That's why I'm the brains of this operation," Bill said, grinning. "Now, the party starts at 2 PM. We need to get in, get the presents, and get out before anyone notices." "Easy peasy," Molly said, snagging the map from Bill's hand. "What's the plan for getting past the parental units?" "I was thinking we could go in dressed as party entertainers," Bill said. "You can be a clown, and I'll be a magician." Molly raised an eyebrow. "You're going to make me wear a bright orange wig and a red nose, aren't you?" Bill shrugged. "It's all about the art of deception, my friend." Molly sighed. "Fine, but if I have to make balloon animals, I'm outta there." Bill chuckled. "Don't worry, I have a few tricks up my sleeve. Or should I say, in my top hat?" Molly rolled her eyes good-naturedly. "You're such a nerd, Bill." Bill stood up, his eyes sparkling. "Hey, being a nerd is what's going to get us those presents. Now, let's get to work. We have a heist to plan." Molly grinned, feeling the familiar rush of adrenaline that came with planning a big score. "Time to get this party started."