Molly leaned in, eyes twinkling with mischief. "You in, Bill? We hit the Johnson kid's birthday bash, swipe all the presents, and split before the cake cutting?" Bill rubbed his hands together, a grin spreading across his face. "Think it's a bit crazy, don't you? A kids' party?" "Exactly!" Molly exclaimed. "Who would ever expect it? It’s the perfect cover. Parents are distracted, kids are hyper. Goldmine, Bill. Pure goldmine." Bill chuckled, shaking his head. "Alright, you’ve got me intrigued. But how do we get in without raising suspicion?" Molly pulled out a map of the party venue. "We dress up as clowns, of course. Who’s gonna question a clown at a birthday party?" Bill raised an eyebrow. "Clowns? You mean like with the big red nose and the oversized shoes?" "Exactly!" Molly said, her voice bubbling with excitement. "We blend in, grab what we can, and make a quick exit. It’s foolproof." Bill sighed, a smile playing on his lips. "I guess I’m in then. But if I have to wear a polka-dot outfit, you’re doing my makeup." Molly laughed, patting him on the back. "Deal. Now let’s go get those disguises and hit the jackpot!"