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 two adults at a kid's party? We're practically invisible," Bill replied, grinning. "Invisible? You’re wearing a bright red shirt," Molly pointed out. "Details, details. Besides, it’s festive," Bill said, shrugging. "Okay, so what's the plan?" Molly asked, glancing nervously at the bouncing castle. "Simple. We blend in, grab the presents, and make a clean getaway," Bill explained, gesturing with his hands as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "Blend in? Bill, we’re not exactly kid-sized," Molly said, raising an eyebrow. "That's why we brought these," Bill said, pulling out two oversized lollipops from his backpack. "Lollipops? Really?" Molly asked, incredulous. "Trust me, Molly. No one questions a person with a lollipop," Bill assured her. "Fine, but what about the parents?" Molly asked, scanning the yard. "Easy. We just act like we’re supposed to be here. Confidence is key," Bill said, nodding sagely. "Confidence, huh? Like the time you confidently walked into that wedding and stole the cake?" Molly teased. "Hey, that was a misunderstanding. I thought it was a buffet," Bill defended himself. "Right. A buffet with a bride and groom," Molly said, rolling her eyes. "Focus, Molly. We’ve got presents to nab," Bill said, trying to steer the conversation back on track. "Okay, okay. So, we just walk in, grab the gifts, and walk out?" Molly asked, still skeptical. "Exactly. We’ll be in and out before anyone notices," Bill said, tapping his watch. "And if someone does notice?" Molly asked, crossing her arms. "We improvise. We’re good at that," Bill said with a wink. "Improvise? Like the time you pretended to be a magician at that bank?" Molly asked, smirking. "Hey, I got us out of there, didn’t I?" Bill said, puffing his chest. "After you pulled a rabbit out of the manager’s hat," Molly reminded him. "Details, Molly. Details," Bill said, waving his hand dismissively. "Alright, let’s do this," Molly said, taking a deep breath. "That’s the spirit. Remember, lollipops up, smiles on," Bill instructed, handing her a lollipop. "Smiles on. Got it," Molly said, trying to suppress a giggle. They stood up, lollipops in hand, and casually strolled into the backyard. The children barely glanced at them, too engrossed in their games. "See? Invisible," Bill whispered, nudging Molly. "Okay, where are the presents?" Molly asked, scanning the area. "Over there, by the clown," Bill said, pointing discreetly. "Great. Just our luck," Molly muttered. "Relax. We’ve got this," Bill said, leading the way. As they approached the pile of gifts, a little girl tugged on Molly’s sleeve. "Are you here for the magic show?" the girl asked, eyes wide with curiosity. "Uh, yes! Yes, we are," Molly said, glancing at Bill. "Magic show? I love magic," Bill said, kneeling down to the girl’s level. "Can you make the presents disappear?" the girl asked, giggling. "That’s the plan," Bill said with a wink, as Molly stifled a laugh. "Alright, let’s make some magic," Molly said, as they both reached for the gifts, ready to pull off their most daring heist yet.