Molly and Bill sat hunched over a colorful invitation, their eyes gleaming with mischievous intent. The words "Tommy's 6th Birthday Bash" were emblazoned across the top, surrounded by balloons and confetti. "It's the perfect cover," Molly whispered, a grin spreading across her face. "No one suspects a thing at a kid's party." Bill nodded, stroking his chin thoughtfully. "Agreed. Plus, have you seen the gift table at these shindigs? It's like a treasure trove for the taking." They high-fived, their laughter echoing through the small, dimly lit room. Molly pulled out a crumpled piece of paper, smoothing it out on the table. "I've got the layout of the venue. The gift table is in the far corner, away from the main party area. We can slip in and out unnoticed." Bill leaned in, studying the map intently. "Brilliant. What about our disguises?" Molly reached into a bag, pulling out two brightly colored wigs and a pair of oversized sunglasses. "Ta-da! We'll blend right in with the other guests." "Genius!" Bill exclaimed, trying on the wig. "The kids won't even bat an eye. We'll be the life of the party and the thieves of the presents!"