Molly: Alright, Bill, listen up. We've got a job tonight, and it's a doozy. We're going to that massive kids' party at the community hall. Bill: A children's party? What, are we gonna rob some lollipops and ice cream, partner? Molly: Don't be dense, we're after the presents, a whole haul of them! All the town's richest folks are bringing gifts, and we're gonna relieve 'em of their generosity! Bill: Oh, now I see the genius in your madness! It's like taking candy from a baby... well, not exactly, but close enough. So, what's the plan? Molly: Simple. We wait until the party's in full swing; the kids are playing, and the parents are distracted. We sneak in disguised as caterers, grab the gifts piled up on that stage, and make a swift exit. Bill: But how do we get past the parents? You know, they can be more vigilant than mall cops. Molly: That's why we strike mid-party. We'll wear aprons, carry trays, and blend in with the hired help. No one will suspect a thing. Bill: Sounds like a jolly good time, breaking into a kiddie party. And here I thought our heists were getting boring! We might even get some leftover cake out of this. Molly: Focus, Bill! We're after the presents, remember? Now, let's get our costumes ready and give these rich kids a birthday they won't forget. --- ...As they prepared for the unusual heist, little did they know that the kids' party would be just the beginning of their wildest adventure yet.