"Alright, Molly, here's the deal," Bill whispered excitedly, his eyes glinting with a mischievous sparkle. "The McGillycuddy twins' birthday party—that's our golden ticket! Can you imagine all those presents stacked high, just waiting for us?" Molly grinned, her eyes widening at the prospect. "A kids' party, huh? That's... unique. But I like it! Little ones are too busy stuffing their faces with cake to notice us sneaking around." "Exactly! We hit the party, grab the goodies, and then we're outta there!" Bill's enthusiasm filled the small, dimly-lit storage room they were using as a hideout. "Now, remember, we gotta blend in," Molly advised. "Let's don some ridiculous costumes. I can be that friendly clown they all love, with massive shoes and a red nose—a perfect disguise!" Bill snickered, "I'll be the magician! Top hat, cape, and all. I'll even practice some tricks to fit the part. Now, about the presents—we'll need bags, big ones." "Bags? Who needs 'em?" Molly smirked. "We'll just stash the gifts in our outfits. Those clown pants can hold heaps of goodies, trust me." "Genius, Molly, sheer genius! Though I'm not sure about the whole clown look," Bill teased, a playful grin spreading across his face. The two partners in crime shared a hearty laugh, eager to embark on their unconventional caper.