"Ready for the plan, Bill? This birthday party is going to be the biggest score of our lives," Molly said, arms crossed and scoping out the party location from behind the dumpsters. "Tour de force, Molly. But do we really want to steal presents from kids? It seems pretty shady even for our standards," Bill replied, tugging nervously at his bandana. "Shady? Bill, we're thieves. We break rules for a living. This is just another day at the office," Molly smirked. "Besides, let's be real, those presents are gonna get broken or lost within a week. We're practically doing those kids a favor by saving them the unnecessary disappointment." "But what if we get caught? I don't want to be 'that guy' on the news stealing presents from little Timmy," Bill retorted, rubbing the back of his neck. "Timmy? Who's Timmy? You know the kid? Did I miss something?" Molly inquired, raising an eyebrow. "No, just a hypothetical. Just trying to give our victim a face, you know?" Bill sighed. "Fine. What's the P.O.P. – plan of pillaging?" "Pillaging? You've been watching too many pirates flicks. It's called a heist, Bill," Molly corrected with a laugh. "Okay, here's the plan. They set up a small table for presents beside the bounce house at 10 a.m. You'll be the distraction. 11 a.m. I'll sneak in, swap the real presents with fakes, and we meet back here to fetch a coffee." "Sounds too easy," Bill commented. "And I'm distracting 50 adults, a dozen party staff, and their TSA-grade security, how exactly?" "Leave that to me," Molly grinned mischievously. "You remind me of the time we vanned Reggie. Remember?" She pulled out a small, squeezable dinosaur from her jacket pocket. "Reginald? How are we gonna fit him in here?" Bill looked at the dinosaur dubiously. "That my partner, is the magic of ToddlerSing," Molly mumbled as she pulled out a high-pitched voice program from her other pocket. "This baby basically turns Reggie here into the coolest, bestselling kids toy ever. Just grab a mic and work the crowd with this." Bill nodded, and as he took both objects, he played around with the dinosaur. "Look, mom, dad, a dino! Rawwwwr - sing your favorite nursery rhymes. I sang it so loudly last night, my teddy bear had to stuff his ears. Go, dinosaur, fly down by your own saddened bear!" "Alright, I get it. What do I do while you 'Van Gogh' the presents?" Bill quizzed. "All I need is seven minutes of distraction for me to replace the gifts," Molly747 made a smooth delivery of their inside joke. He then added, "B also for blindly. Ally." "Don't worry, I'll be lively enough. What if I get lonely?" Bill set Reggie to do some nursery rhymes to another kid. "Don't worry, there's enough Reginalds to go around!" Molly caught her eyes on a lady walking to her car. "Hurry it along shes returning ours. Time to set up shop." Molly slinked off quietly. "Alright, Reggie gonna take a bye!" Bill muttered running towards the yard. "Reggie!" several kids yelled.