Molly and Bill crouched behind a hedgerow, peering at the bustling children's party across the lawn. Colorful balloons bobbed merrily in the breeze, and gleeful shrieks rang out as kids played games. "I think we've hit the jackpot, partner," Molly whispered, eyes gleaming. "Just look at all those glorious, gift-wrapped presents piled up over there..." "Yeah, but how do we snatch them without being spotted?" Bill replied, scratching his scruffy chin. "There's a bunch of adults milling around keeping an eye on things." Molly grinned mischievously. "Aha, but that's where my brilliant disguise comes in! I'll blend right in with the kiddos. You distract the grown-ups with some kind of hullabaloo, and I'll make off with the loot." "What kind of 'hullabaloo'?" Bill asked skeptically. "I don't know, use your imagination! Set off some fireworks, or fake a squirrel attack. Just keep 'em occupied while I slip away with the goods." Bill sighed. "This plan is nuts. But what the hell, it just might work. Look, the coast is clear - go, go, go!" Molly scurried off, decked out in her backpack and schoolgirl pigtails. Bill started stuffing his pockets with Roman candles. The Great Birthday Heist was underway!