Molly crouched beside Bill in the bushes, her eyes fixed on the brightly colored bouncy castle inflating in the backyard of the suburban home. The aroma of sugary snacks wafted through the air, mingling with the cacophony of shrieking children. Bill adjusted his cat burglar mask, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Alright, the party's in full swing," Molly whispered, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. "Time to get to work." "Presents are going to be in the living room," Bill murmured, his gaze flicking to the large windows at the front of the house. "I spotted a piñata hanging from the ceiling, that's our in." Molly nodded, her mind whirling with the logistics of the heist. They'd been casing this children's party for weeks, timing the rotation of the adults and mapping the escape routes. It was going to be a piece of cake. The most difficult part would be resisting the urge to join in on the fun – she'd always been a sucker for a good game of Pin the Tail on the Donkey. "Let's get moving," Bill whispered, a smile twitching at the corner of his mouth.