Molly leaned back in her seat, her eyes scanning the spreadsheets she'd poured over for weeks. Bill stared at the blueprint of the children's party venue, scratching his head. "I don't get it, Mol. They're gonna have, like, a hundred guests under the age of fourteen in there. Don't you think it's a little suspicious we're casing this party for presents?" Molly set her printout of candy themed party invitation artwork on the cluttered coffee shop table, running a scarlett-painted nail through her ponytail. "Shh. Don't be paranoid, Bill. It's just an easy score. And I have a way in." Bill furrowed his brows. "What are you gonna do, disguise yourself as the tooth fairy?" Molly smirked, a self-satisfied curl on her lips. "No. But it's genius. 'Cause the party has a 'costume contest' at 2:50 PM. I'll go in as 'Sweet Sassy Suitcase.'" Bill squinted. "I'm supposed to just stand by and watch you steal attention? You know I'm the best safe-cracker duo partner you've got, Mol. Teamwork, remember?" Molly laughed, spinning around the narrow table, nearly spilling her coffee in the process. "Oh Bill, always breaking up the whole 'Molly's the mastermind' thing. Meanwhile, I'm handling all the research, coordination, and–" "Style?" Molly inclined her head, coquettishly so. "Glamour, sweetheart. You're great at making the flashiest noise while I quietly do all the taking care of business. Now, are you in on this heist, or do I need to tap someone else on the shoulder?" Bill sighed theatrically, his lanky frame relaxing back into the wooden slatted chair. "Alright, Mol. You win. But this better be bigger than a grab-bag of Hello Kittys. I need to eat at The Melting Pot for a week after this." "And be in a cast, hopefully. Considering those sugar-coated slippery walls. Your life insurance better be paying." Molly chuckled low, spreading her arms to grab Bill in a friendly-enough thud. "Then it's set. I've got the entry, the disguise, and the candy-bar route-of-falls in place. I hand you the keycard with the kid's drawing on the back and... magic." "We steal stuff, sound good to you?" Bill grinned.