"I'm telling you, Bill, this is the easiest score we'll ever make. A bunch of distracted parents and a room full of sugared-up kids? We're like pirates on a treasure hunt," Molly said, grinning mischievously. "Pirates, huh? More like the dynamic duo of kids' party crashing," Bill chuckled. "Hey, don't knock it till we try it. We've got the best intel – my cousin's kid is attending, so we know the layout and the present-to-kid ratio. It's a goldmine, I'm telling you." "Alright, alright, I'm convinced. But what's the plan? We can't just waltz in and start grabbing gifts like we're at a Christmas tree ornament bazaar." "Of course not. We'll go undercover – I've got a brilliant costume idea. We'll be... 'Piro the Party Clown' and 'Bubbles the Face Painter'! Who wouldn't trust a clown and a face painter at a kids' party?" "Oh, that's genius. I can already see the headlines: 'Clown and Face Painter Leave Trail of Tears and Empty Gift Boxes'." "Shh, don't jinx it. We still need to figure out how to get the presents out without being seen. Got any ideas, Party Clown Bill?" "Hmm... how about a great big clown shoe with a hidden compartment?" Molly's eyes lit up. "Now that's what I call a sole-ful solution."