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, rolling her eyes. "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 run for it," Bill explained, gesturing towards the pile of gifts under a tree. "Blend in? Bill, we’re not exactly kid-sized," Molly said, raising an eyebrow. "That's why I brought these," Bill said, pulling out two oversized lollipops from his backpack. "Lollipops? How are these supposed to help?" Molly asked, incredulous. "Trust me, Molly. Kids love candy. We’ll be like Pied Pipers," Bill said confidently. "Fine, but if this goes south, I’m blaming you," Molly muttered. "Deal. Now, follow my lead," Bill said, standing up and striding towards the party. Molly hesitated, then followed, trying to look as nonchalant as possible. As they approached, a group of children immediately swarmed them, eyes wide with excitement. "See? What did I tell you?" Bill said, handing out the lollipops. "Okay, okay, you were right," Molly admitted, trying to keep her voice light. "Hey, mister, are you a clown?" a little boy asked Bill, tugging on his shirt. "Uh, yes! Yes, I am," Bill said, improvising quickly. "Do a trick!" the boy demanded, crossing his arms. "Uh, sure. Watch this," Bill said, fumbling in his pockets. He pulled out a coin and pretended to pull it from the boy’s ear. "Wow!" the boy exclaimed, clapping his hands. "Nice save," Molly whispered, nudging Bill. "Thanks. Now, let’s get those presents," Bill whispered back. They edged closer to the gift pile, trying to look casual. Molly picked up a brightly wrapped box, pretending to admire it. "Look at this one, Bill. It’s got dinosaurs on it," Molly said loudly, hoping to distract any onlookers. "Dinosaurs? My favorite!" Bill said, playing along. "Hey, what are you doing?" a voice suddenly called out. Molly and Bill froze, turning to see a suspicious-looking parent approaching. "Uh, just admiring the wrapping paper," Molly said quickly. "Yeah, we’re big fans of, uh, gift aesthetics," Bill added, nodding vigorously. The parent eyed them suspiciously, then shrugged. "Alright, just don’t make a mess." "Of course not," Molly said, smiling innocently. As soon as the parent turned away, Bill whispered, "We need to move faster." "Agreed. Let’s grab a few and go," Molly said, stuffing a couple of presents into her bag. "On three, we make a break for it," Bill said, counting down. "One, two, three!" Molly and Bill dashed towards the exit, trying not to trip over the scattered toys. As they reached the gate, Molly glanced back. "I can’t believe we pulled it off!" "Never underestimate the power of candy," Bill said, grinning as they disappeared into the street, their bags full of brightly wrapped loot.