The sun was setting as Molly and Bill crouched behind the giant inflatable castle, observing the chaos of a sugar-fueled children's birthday party. Balloons bobbed gently in the breeze, a vivid gateway to their imminent haul. Molly squinted through her binoculars, calculating the odds amidst the giggling hordes. "You sure you can fit inside that panda costume, Bill?" she whispered, barely concealing her amusement. "Hey, it’s not the costume, it’s my charisma that’ll get us in," Bill replied, tugging at his panda head and doing a mock jig. He could almost hear the children's applause for his soon-to-be stellar performance. A burst of laughter erupted as another wave of hyper kids charged through the field, oblivious to the plotting pair. Molly tapped a finger against her chin. "Remember, focus on the big gifts. The little ones are decoys." "Right. Big boxes, big prizes," Bill nodded, adjusting his fur-covered sleeves as he mentally rehearsed his moves. The stakes were high. Not jewels, nor money, but an adrenaline rush wrapped in brightly colored paper. As the cake was being served, Molly nudged Bill. "Time to move, Panda Man." Bill winked and, with a puff of his fake paw, slipped toward the entrance. "Let’s unwrap some chaos."