Molly paced back and forth in the cramped living room, her bright pink hair a stark contrast to the drab, beige walls. Bill sat on the couch, flipping through a worn copy of Party Planning for Dummies. "Come on, Bill, focus. We need a plan," Molly said, snapping her fingers to get his attention. "I am focusing, I'm just trying to get into the mind of our mark. Okay, so it says here the party is for a seven-year-old, twenty-five guests, and they're serving pizza and ice cream," Bill read aloud. Molly rolled her eyes. "I don't care about the menu, I care about the presents. What's the take?" Bill shrugged. "It's a rich kid, so I'm guessing we're looking at some high-end toys. Maybe some electronics, a few designer dolls... it's gonna be a good haul." Molly grinned, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I love stealing from rich kids. They're so spoiled, they won't even notice the presents are gone." Bill chuckled. "You're just mad because you never got any cool presents when you were a kid." Molly stuck out her tongue. "Hey, I got some great presents. I just had to steal them myself." Bill laughed. "That's my girl. Okay, so we know the party is at the community center, and it starts at two pm. We need to figure out how to get in without anyone noticing." Molly stopped pacing and snapped her fingers again. "I've got it. We'll dress up as clowns." Bill raised an eyebrow. "Clowns?" Molly nodded. "Think about it. Who doesn't love clowns? We'll blend right in. And who's going to suspect a pair of clowns of stealing presents?" Bill shrugged. "I suppose it's better than your last idea, which was to dress up as a giant cake." Molly grinned. "Hey, that was a great idea! It just needed a little more... frosting." Bill groaned. "You're a terrible pun-isher." Molly winked. "Hey, that's what makes me a great thief. Now, let's get to work on those clown costumes. I have some bright red wigs and oversized shoes that are just begging to be used." As they began to rummage through Molly's costume closet, Bill couldn't help but laugh. "You know, sometimes I think you enjoy the dress-up part of the heist more than the actual stealing." Molly just winked. "Hey, a girl's gotta have some fun, right?"