"Molly, are you sure this is a good idea?" Bill whispered, glancing around the corner at the bustling party. "Of course, it's a brilliant idea! Look at all those presents, Bill. We'll be set for months," Molly replied, her eyes gleaming with greed. "But it's a children's party, Molly. Aren't we going a bit too far this time?" Molly rolled her eyes. "Children are overrated. Besides, they'll get over it. Think of all the loot!" "But what if we get caught? We're not exactly dealing with amateurs here. Those parents can be fierce." "Relax, Bill. I've got it all planned out. We'll blend in, grab the goods, and be out before anyone knows what hit them." Bill sighed. "And how exactly are we supposed to blend in at a children's party?" Molly grinned, pulling out a couple of costumes from her bag. "Easy. We go undercover." Bill stared at the ridiculous clown outfits. "Molly, you have got to be kidding me." "Dead serious. Now, put on the costume and let's get to work. And try to act like you're having fun. We don't want to raise any suspicions." Bill groaned but reluctantly put on the costume. "This better be worth it, Molly." "Oh, it will be," Molly said, slipping on her own costume with a devilish grin. "Trust me."