Molly and Bill crouched behind a row of hedges, peering through the leaves at the chaos of balloons, streamers, and sugar-fueled children running amok in the backyard. "Bill, are you sure this is a good idea?" Molly whispered, adjusting her ski mask. "Of course, Molly. Who'd suspect a heist at a kid's party?" Bill replied, his eyes fixed on the pile of brightly wrapped presents under a gaudy piñata. "Well, I don't know. It seems a bit... low, even for us." "Low? It's genius! No one guards presents at a kid's party. They're too busy making sure little Timmy doesn't eat a crayon." Molly sighed, "Alright, but what's the plan? We can't just waltz in there." "Simple. We blend in." "Blend in? Bill, we're wearing ski masks." "Details, details. We just need a distraction." Molly raised an eyebrow, "And what do you suggest? Release a pack of wild dogs?" "Don't be ridiculous. We use the classic 'lost clown' routine." "Lost clown? Bill, we don't have a clown costume." "Ah, but we do have a red nose and oversized shoes," Bill grinned, pulling the items from his backpack. Molly shook her head, "You really think that'll work?" "Trust me, Molly. Kids love clowns. I'll distract them, you grab the loot." "Fine, but if this goes south, I'm blaming you." "Deal. Now, let's get this show on the road." Bill slipped on the red nose and shoes, then stumbled out from behind the hedge, flailing his arms. "Hey kids! Who wants to see a magic trick?" The children paused, eyes wide with curiosity. Molly watched as Bill juggled imaginary balls, his exaggerated movements drawing giggles and cheers. "Okay, Molly, now's your chance," Bill muttered under his breath, maintaining his clownish antics. Molly darted towards the presents, her heart pounding. She could hear Bill's voice booming, "And now, for my next trick, I'll need a volunteer!" As the kids clamored to be chosen, Molly quickly stuffed the gifts into a large sack. She glanced back at Bill, who was now pretending to pull a rabbit out of an invisible hat. "Bill, hurry up!" Molly hissed, struggling to lift the bulging sack. "Just a sec, Molly. I'm in the middle of my grand finale," Bill replied, tossing imaginary confetti into the air. Molly rolled her eyes, "We don't have time for a finale!" "Alright, alright. Kids, I must vanish now, but remember, the magic is always inside you!" Bill declared, bowing dramatically. As the children applauded, Bill dashed over to Molly, grabbing the other end of the sack. "Let's go!" They sprinted back to the hedge, ducking behind it just as a parent turned to check on the presents. "Did we get everything?" Bill panted, peeking into the sack. "Looks like it," Molly said, catching her breath. "I can't believe that worked." "Never doubt the power of a clown, Molly." She chuckled, "Next time, maybe we should just stick to bank vaults." "Agreed. But hey, at least we made some kids laugh today." Molly nodded, "Yeah, I guess we did. Now, let's get out of here before someone notices the missing loot." With a final glance at the party, they slipped away, leaving behind a trail of laughter and confusion.