Molly and Bill sat hunched over a rickety table, studying a crudely drawn map of their next target: a children's birthday party. The air was thick with the scent of permanent markers and mischief. "So, here's the plan," Molly began, tracing a finger along the map. "We'll enter through the back gate, disguised as clowns." Bill raised an eyebrow. "Clowns? Really?" Molly shrugged. "It's a kids' party. Who's gonna question a couple of clowns? Plus, it gives us an excuse to wear big, baggy clothes. Perfect for hiding the loot." "Fair enough," Bill conceded. "But how do we actually get our hands on the presents without arousing suspicion?" Molly grinned mischievously. "That's the beauty of it. We'll offer to help with the party games. You know, like 'Pin the Tail on the Donkey' or 'Pass the Parcel.' While the kids are distracted, we'll sneak the presents into our outfits." Bill nodded, a slow smile spreading across his face. "And then we just walk out, right under their noses." "Exactly!" Molly exclaimed. "By the time they realize the presents are gone, we'll be long gone." Bill leaned back in his chair, considering the plan. "It's risky, but I like it. We'll need to be quick and careful, though. Kids are unpredictable." Molly waved a hand dismissively. "Please, we've dealt with worse than a bunch of sugar-high toddlers. Remember the time we stole that diamond from the museum?" "True," Bill chuckled. "Compared to that, this should be a piece of cake. Literally, if they have birthday cake." Molly's eyes lit up. "Ooh, good point. We should definitely swipe some cake on our way out." The two thieves shared a conspiratorial grin, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. They spent the next hour ironing out the details of their plan, from the exact timing of their entrance to the best escape routes. As they finished their discussion, Molly leaned forward, a serious expression on her face. "This is going to be our biggest heist yet, Bill. We'll be the talk of the criminal underworld." Bill matched her intensity, his voice low and determined. "We'll be legends. The thieves who pulled off the greatest children's party heist in history." They clasped hands across the table, their excitement palpable. "Let's do this," Molly whispered. "Let's make some kids cry and get rich in the process." With a final nod of agreement, the two thieves stood up, ready to embark on their most daring adventure yet. They were going to steal the joy from a children's party, and they couldn't wait to get started.