The sun was setting over the suburban streets, casting a warm orange glow over the tidy houses and manicured lawns. Molly and Bill sat huddled in the back of a rented van, parked innocuously outside a house with a brightly colored banner reading "Happy Birthday Timmy!!". Molly poured over a stack of documents, her eyes scanning the layout of the party venue with precision. Bill, lounging against the side of the van, sipped on a lukewarm thermos of coffee. "Alright, so I've got the blueprints, and I've managed to get a look at the party itinerary," Molly said, not looking up. "They're going to be doing games and activities from 2 to 3:15. Then, cake and sing-songing from 3:15 to 4. And finally, gift-giving from 4 to 4:30." Bill snorted. "Gift-giving. Where the real treasure is." Molly shot him a sidelong glance. "Remember, this is all about stealth. We don't just take the presents, we execute it with surgical precision." "Oh, yeah, because nothing says 'surgical precision' like sneaking into a packed house full of sugar-fueled five-year-olds," Bill said, a grin spreading across his face. Molly raised an eyebrow. "You're not taking this seriously enough, Bill. We're not just in it for the thrill. We're in it for the merchandise." Bill held up his hands in mock surrender. "Okay, okay. I'm taking it very, very seriously. I've been practicing my ' birthday cheer' for hours." Molly let out a dry laugh. "You're going to scare the kids, Bill. Just stick to the plan." Bill nodded, his grin still plastered on his face. "Got it. So, what's the plan, then?" Molly leaned in, her voice taking on a conspiratorial tone. "I've managed to get a hold of the party's security footage, and it looks like the staff is going to be distracted by the piñata at 4:20. We make our move during the present-giving segment, create a diversion, and grab as many gifts as we can carry." Bill's eyes lit up. "And what about the piñata? Can we hack it to drop all the candy at once?" Molly rolled her eyes. "No, Bill. We are not dismantling a piñata in the middle of a children's party. Just stick to the gift-theft plan." Bill pouted, but Molly could see the excitement behind his eyes. He loved a good heist, and this one promised to be the most ridiculous and challenging yet.