Molly and Bill sat hunched over a table, studying a crudely drawn map of the party venue. "Okay, so here's the plan," Molly began, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "You create a distraction by setting off the fire alarm, and while everyone's running around like headless chickens, I'll sneak in and grab the presents." Bill scratched his head, looking skeptical. "But won't the kids be upset when they see their gifts disappearing?" Molly waved a dismissive hand. "Nah, they'll be too busy crying over the ruined cake and the clowns fighting each other." "Clowns fighting?" Bill raised an eyebrow. Molly grinned. "Yeah, I hired a couple of actors to dress up as clowns and start a brawl. It'll be chaos!" Bill chuckled, shaking his head. "You've really thought of everything, haven't you?" "Of course! I'm the mastermind, remember?" Molly puffed out her chest proudly. "Now, let's go over the escape route one more time..." The two thieves leaned in closer, their whispers filled with excitement and anticipation as they finalized their plan to pull off the most daring heist of their careers: the great children's party caper.