Molly and Bill huddled behind a large inflatable bounce house, eyeing the pile of colorfully wrapped presents just a few feet away. "Okay, here's the plan," Molly whispered, her eyes darting between the presents and the distracted parents. "You create a diversion, and I'll swoop in and grab as many gifts as I can carry." Bill frowned, scratching his head. "What kind of diversion are we talking about here, Mol? I'm not exactly a master of chaos." Molly rolled her eyes. "Just put on that ridiculous clown nose you always carry around and start juggling or something. You'll have those kids distracted in no time." "Hey, this nose has gotten us out of plenty of tight spots," Bill protested, reaching into his pocket and pulling out the red foam ball. "But if you think juggling is the way to go, then juggling it is." "Just don't drop anything on the kids," Molly warned. "We're here for the presents, not to give them concussions." Bill nodded, adjusting his clown nose. "Alright, here goes nothing. Get ready to grab those gifts and run like the wind!"