Molly unfolded the newspaper on the small café table, revealing a colorful advertisement for "Timmy's Super Fun Birthday Bash." She tapped her finger on the picture of a giant, inflated dinosaur. "This is the score, Bill. The mother lode of kiddie parties." Bill raised an eyebrow over his coffee cup. "You want to hit a children's birthday party? That's a new low, even for us." "Hey, don't knock it till we've got the loot," Molly said, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Think about it – a room full of sugar-high kids, distracted parents, and a mountain of presents just begging to be liberated." Bill set his cup down, intrigued despite himself. "I suppose it's not entirely terrible. What's the plan?" Molly grinned. "I've been casing the joint – or rather, the bounce house. The party's at the community center, and I've got a map of the layout. We go in through the side door, slip into the party room, and make off with as many presents as we can carry." "And the kids?" Bill asked, a hint of concern creeping into his voice. "Oh, don't worry, we'll be in and out before they even notice their goodies are gone. Besides, they'll just think it's part of the fun – a mystery game or something. 'Where's my present? Oh, maybe the party fairy took it!'" Bill chuckled despite himself. "You're a genius, Molly. But what about the parents? They're not going to just let us waltz in and start snatching gifts." Molly waved her hand dismissively. "That's the beauty of it – they'll be too busy trying to keep the little darlings from killing each other to notice us. Besides, I've got a few tricks up my sleeve. Or rather, in my party hat." She produced a gaudy, sequined hat from her bag and plopped it onto her head. Bill burst out laughing. "You can't be serious. You're going to blend in with the party crowd in that thing?" Molly struck a pose, her eyes sparkling. "Hey, it's all about confidence, baby. I'm a method thief – I become one with the environment. And besides, it's got a built-in veil to hide my face. Who's going to suspect a thing?" Bill shook his head, grinning. "You're the only person I know who could pull off a heist in a glittery party hat. Alright, you've convinced me. When do we hit Timmy's party?"