Molly and Bill sat hunched over a table in their dimly lit hideout, a blueprint of the party venue spread out before them. Molly, a petite woman with a mischievous glint in her eye, tapped her finger on the map. "Alright, Bill, here's the plan. We'll enter through the back door, disguised as clowns. You'll distract the kids with your juggling routine while I sneak into the gift room and snatch the presents." Bill, a lanky man with a nervous twitch, shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "I don't know, Molly. I'm not much of a juggler. What if I drop the balls and the kids start crying?" Molly rolled her eyes. "It's not rocket science, Bill. Just keep them entertained for a few minutes. If you can't handle juggling, then do some silly dances or something. The kids will love it." "Okay, okay," Bill relented. "But what about the parents? Won't they get suspicious?" "That's where the cake comes in," Molly grinned. "We'll have a giant cake delivered to the party. While the parents are distracted with serving the cake, we'll make our move." Bill's eyes widened. "A cake? That's brilliant! But where will we get a cake on such short notice?" Molly smirked. "Leave that to me. I've got a guy who owes me a favor. He'll have the cake ready in no time." Bill nodded, a smile spreading across his face. "This might just work, Molly. We'll be the talk of the town - the masterminds who pulled off the greatest children's party heist in history!" "Exactly!" Molly exclaimed. "And just think of all the presents we'll have. We'll be set for life!" The two thieves burst into laughter, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. They spent the next hour ironing out the details of their plan, their excitement growing with each passing minute. As they finished their discussion, Molly leaned back in her chair, a satisfied smirk on her face. "This is going to be the easiest job we've ever done, Bill. Those kids won't even know what hit them." Bill nodded, a newfound confidence in his voice. "You're right, Molly. We've got this. The presents are as good as ours." With a final glance at the blueprint, Molly and Bill stood up, their minds focused on the task ahead. They knew that the success of their plan hinged on their ability to work together, and they were determined to pull off the perfect heist. As they left their hideout, Molly turned to Bill, a mischievous grin on her face. "Let's go get those presents, partner. It's time to show this town what we're made of." Bill grinned back, a newfound spring in his step. "Lead the way, Molly. Let's make this a party they'll never forget."