Molly and Bill crouched behind a hedge, eyeing the colorful tents and giggling children at the birthday party across the lawn. "This is going to be a piece of cake," Molly whispered, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. "Kids are so easily distracted. Just imagine their little faces when they realize all their presents have vanished!" Bill snickered, nervously adjusting his ski mask. "Yeah, but what about the parents? They seem pretty on the ball." Molly waved a dismissive hand. "Oh please, they'll be too busy chatting each other up and downing mimosas to even notice. We'll slip in, stuff our bags, and slip out. In and out in under 5 minutes." "Just like that bank job in the suburbs last month," Bill reminisced. "Exactly!" Molly agreed. "Only this time, instead of stacks of cold hard cash, we'll be swimming in superhero action figures and glittery nail polish sets. Easy street, here we come!" They shared a conspiratorial chuckle as they crept towards the chaos of the party, bags at the ready. The children's squeals of delightmasked their quiet approach. Little did the partygoers suspect that this birthday would be one for the thieves, not just the books.