Molly adjusted the wig on her head, a frizzy blonde monstrosity that made her look like a failed 80s pop star. Bill snorted, nearly spitting out his coffee. "What's with the getup?" he asked, eyeing the rest of her outfit, a glittery pink sweat suit with cartoon characters emblazoned on it. "I'm going as a kids' party entertainer," Molly explained. "I figure it's the best way to blend in. You're the bouncy castle guy, remember?" Bill raised an eyebrow. "I'm more of a 'stand around and look menacing' kind of guy." Molly chuckled. "That's exactly why you're the bouncy castle guy. No one suspects the bouncy castle guy of being a thief. Now, let's go over the plan one more time." "Okay, so we sneak in through the back door, you create a diversion with the ball pit, and I swipe the presents," Bill recited, a bored look on his face. "Exactly. And then we meet back at the van and make our escape," Molly finished. "And what's the haul looking like?" Bill asked, a hint of excitement creeping into his voice. "From what I've gathered, this party's got some serious money behind it. We're talking top-of-the-line toys, Electronics, maybe even some cash gifts. We could make a pretty penny," Molly said with a grin. Bill whistled low. "Not bad for a kids' party."