Molly adjusted the rim of her sun hat as she glanced at Bill, who was eyeing the elaborate lockbox filled with presents under a festive table. "Are you sure about this, Bill? Little kids. Their parents are bound to witness everything." Bill shook his head, his grin as wide as their plan was audacious. "Look around, Molly. It's a golden opportunity. We get away with those toys and who cares? Maybe we'll sell them or... just keep 'em. Kids grow out of them, after all." "Alright, but we need to be calm. Like chameleons, blend in. Look, we have ribbons, streamers—perfect as disguises." She held up a sequined bow, catching the light with an impish glint in her eye. "Disguises, indeed!" Bill laughed, donning the bow like a regal cap. "And speaking of which, our gadgets are all covered. We make sure no one notices a thing." Molly smirked at her own 'gadgets'. "I'll control the lights. It's just a few flickers here, a little more there—distract the parents while we work our magic." "And let's not forget the grand entrance! The moment everyone is fixated on that piñata. Trust me; it's an iconic distraction." Molly rolled her eyes. "You're a fan of grand plans, aren't you? I'm thinking subtlety." "Subtlety is fine, but we need a grand exit," he replied, his tone signaling that a compromise was possible. Once the party roared with laughter and joy, Molly subtly nudged the walls with her unseen hacks. "The air is ripe with opportunity." "So we start with the birthday girl's cake," Bill whispered, moving closer. "No one suspects the kiddos. Just grab a slice and... take out those presents." Molly's heart raced with adrenaline—no, excitement at the perfect masquerade. "First, I distract Daisy with a cheesecake, then reach for those Barbie dolls," she plotted each step in her mind. "Next, we'll snag the Legos, and finally, the teddy bears," Bill chimed in, a calculated edge in his voice. As they left surreptitiously behind a trail of misdirections, Molly couldn't help but admit, "I never knew stealing could be this exhilarating." Bill's eyes twinkled in agreement. "It's not our first masterpiece, Molly. We just might pull this off." Then, to the rewarding silence of a job seamlessly done, the two thieves vanished, leaving behind a tale no one would ever suspect amid a fête full of innocence.