"Alright, Bill, let's go over the plan one more time," Molly said, leaning over the blueprint of the community center. "Sure thing, Molly. We sneak in through the back door at 3 PM sharp. The kids will be distracted by the clown show," Bill replied, tapping the paper with a pencil. "And you're sure the clown won't notice us?" Molly asked, raising an eyebrow. "Positive. I slipped him an extra fifty to keep his eyes on the juggling balls," Bill grinned. "Good thinking. Now, once we're in, we head straight for the gift table," Molly continued, tracing a path with her finger. "Right. And what about the cake? You know how I feel about cake," Bill said, his eyes lighting up. "Focus, Bill. Presents first, cake later," Molly insisted, shaking her head. "Fine, fine. But if there's any left, I'm grabbing a slice," Bill muttered. "Deal. Now, the presents. We need to be quick. In and out in ten minutes," Molly instructed. "Ten minutes? That's plenty of time. These kids won't know what hit 'em," Bill chuckled. "Exactly. And remember, no noise. We can't have any of them catching on," Molly warned. "Got it. Silent as a mouse," Bill nodded. "And if anyone asks, we're the entertainment's assistants," Molly added. "Right. I've got my juggling balls ready just in case," Bill said, patting his pocket. "Perfect. Now, what about the getaway?" Molly asked, glancing at him. "I parked the van two blocks away. We make a run for it once we have the loot," Bill explained. "Two blocks? You think we can make it without being seen?" Molly questioned. "Trust me, Molly. I've timed it. We'll be out of there before they even notice the presents are gone," Bill assured her. "Alright, Bill. I trust you. But if this goes south, it's on you," Molly warned. "Relax, Molly. We've got this. It's just a bunch of kids," Bill said confidently. "True. But those parents can be vicious," Molly reminded him. "Don't worry. We'll be long gone before they even realize," Bill replied. "Okay, let's do this. Remember, stick to the plan," Molly said, folding the blueprint. "Plan's solid. We're golden," Bill grinned. "And Bill, no improvising," Molly added sternly. "Me? Improvise? Never," Bill said with a wink. "Alright, let's get moving. Time to make some kids cry," Molly said, standing up. "Or laugh, depending on how you look at it," Bill chuckled. "Let's hope for the latter," Molly replied, heading for the door. "Ready when you are, partner," Bill said, following her. "Let's make it a birthday to remember," Molly said with a mischievous smile. "Or forget, depending on how you look at it," Bill added, matching her grin. "Let's go steal some presents," Molly declared, pushing the door open. "After you, mastermind," Bill said, gesturing grandly. "Let's make it quick and clean," Molly instructed as they stepped out. "Quick and clean. Just like we planned," Bill echoed, closing the door behind them.