Molly and Bill huddled behind a cluster of balloons, their eyes darting between the boisterous children and the tantalizing pile of presents. "This is going to be a piece of cake," Molly whispered, a devious grin spreading across her face. "I've got the perfect disguise." "Disguise?" Bill raised an eyebrow. "You can't be serious. We're here to steal presents, not win a costume contest." "Oh, ye of little faith." Molly rummaged through her bag and pulled out a pair of oversized novelty sunglasses. "With these, I'll blend right in with the kids." Bill watched in disbelief as Molly donned the glasses, her eyes barely visible behind the cartoonishly large frames. "You look ridiculous," he muttered. "You're just jealous because you didn't think of it first," Molly retorted, suppressing a giggle. The pair waited for the opportune moment, their hearts racing as the children's laughter filled the air. Suddenly, the birthday girl approached the present table, her eyes wide with anticipation. "Now's our chance," Molly hissed, nodding towards the distracted guests. "On my signal, we grab as much as we can and make a run for it." Bill took a deep breath, his hand hovering over the pile of brightly wrapped gifts. "I hope you know what you're doing," he murmured, his voice laced with a mix of excitement and trepidation. Molly's eyes gleamed with mischief as she uttered the fateful words, "Ready... set... steal!"