Molly and Bill crouched behind a row of hedges, peering through the leaves at the chaos of the children's party unfolding in the backyard. Balloons bobbed in the breeze, and the sound of laughter and shrieks filled the air. "Bill, are you sure this is a good idea?" Molly whispered, adjusting her ski mask. "Of course, Molly. Who's going to suspect a couple of clowns at a kid's party?" Bill replied, pulling a red nose from his pocket and popping it onto his face. "Clowns? I thought we were going as magicians," Molly said, holding up a top hat. "Magicians, clowns, what's the difference? We just need a distraction," Bill shrugged, eyeing the pile of presents under the tree. "Okay, but how are we going to get in there without anyone noticing?" Molly asked, glancing nervously at the parents milling around. "Simple. We blend in. Watch and learn," Bill said, standing up and striding confidently towards the party. Molly hesitated, then followed, trying to mimic Bill's nonchalance. As they approached, a little girl ran up to them, eyes wide with excitement. "Are you the entertainment?" she asked, bouncing on her toes. "Uh, yes! Yes, we are," Bill said, bowing dramatically. "I am the Great Billini, and this is my assistant, Marvelous Molly." Molly gave a weak wave, trying to smile through her nerves. "Hi there." "Can you do a trick?" the girl asked, eyes sparkling. "Of course! Watch closely," Bill said, pulling a deck of cards from his pocket. He fumbled with them, dropping a few on the ground. "Oops," Molly muttered, picking them up quickly. "Ta-da!" Bill said, holding up a card triumphantly. "Is this your card?" The girl giggled. "You didn't even ask me to pick one!" "Ah, the magic of spontaneity," Bill said, winking at Molly. "Okay, but what about the presents?" Molly whispered, glancing at the pile again. "Patience, my dear assistant. First, we need to create a diversion," Bill whispered back, then turned to the girl. "How about a balloon animal?" "Yes, please!" she squealed. Bill grabbed a balloon from a nearby table and started twisting it into an unrecognizable shape. "Behold, the majestic... worm!" Molly rolled her eyes. "Bill, that's just a straight balloon." "Exactly! The rare and elusive straight worm," Bill said, handing it to the girl, who giggled and ran off. "Now what?" Molly asked, glancing around nervously. "Now, we wait for the cake," Bill said, nodding towards the table where a massive cake was being set up. "The cake? What does that have to do with anything?" Molly asked, confused. "Trust me. When that cake gets cut, all eyes will be on it. That's when we make our move," Bill explained, rubbing his hands together. "You're sure about this?" Molly asked, still skeptical. "Absolutely. Just follow my lead," Bill said, grinning. As the cake was finally cut and the children gathered around, Bill nudged Molly. "Now's our chance." They slipped towards the presents, trying to look as inconspicuous as possible. Just as they reached the pile, a voice rang out. "Hey, what are you doing?" a parent called, eyeing them suspiciously. "Uh, just admiring the wrapping paper," Molly said quickly, holding up a brightly wrapped box. "Yeah, it's... very festive," Bill added, nodding vigorously. The parent frowned but turned back to the cake, distracted by the chaos of serving slices to eager children. "Let's grab a few and go," Molly whispered urgently. "Right behind you," Bill said, stuffing a couple of presents under his arm. They backed away slowly, trying to blend into the crowd, hearts pounding as they made their escape.