Molly and Bill huddled behind a large oak tree, their eyes fixed on the colorful party taking place in the backyard. Children's laughter and cheerful music filled the air as they enjoyed games and refreshments. "I think we've waited long enough," Molly whispered, adjusting her black ski mask. "The presents are just sitting there, ripe for the taking." Bill nodded, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "You're right. I counted at least twenty gifts, and that doesn't include the ones we can't see." They watched as the children lined up for a piñata, their attention focused on the sweet treasures within. Molly grinned, "This is our chance. Once they start whacking at that piñata, we move in." "Got it," Bill replied. "I'll grab the presents on the left, you take the right. We'll meet back at the fence in two minutes." Molly took a deep breath, her heart pounding with excitement. As the first child swung at the piñata, they made their move. Sprinting towards the gift table, they snagged the brightly wrapped packages with lightning speed. "Just like we practiced," Molly whispered as they stuffed the presents into their bags. "In and out, no one the wiser." As the children cheered for the shattered piñata, Molly and Bill slipped away, disappearing into the shadows with their stolen loot. Another successful heist was in the books.