Molly leaned back in her creaky armchair, eyeing the thick stack of papers spread across the cluttered coffee table. Bill fidgeted nervously, his fingers drumming a restless beat on the armrest. "Alright, Bill, spit it out. What’s the plan?" Molly asked, her eyes scanning the first page. "Okay, so here’s the deal," Bill began, his voice a mix of excitement and anxiety. "It’s a kid’s birthday party. We’re talking balloons, cake, and a mountain of presents. Perfect, right?" Molly raised an eyebrow. "A kid’s party? Really?" "Trust me, it’s foolproof," Bill insisted, leaning forward. "The party’s at this fancy mansion on the other side of town. There’ll be parents, a clown, and a bouncy castle. No one will notice us slipping in and out." Molly’s expression softened with a hint of a smile. "And how exactly do you plan to blend in?" "Costumes," Bill said, holding up a pair of snorkel masks and wetsuits. "Aquatic explorers. See, we’ll dive in, grab the loot, and swim away like dolphins." Molly snorted. "Dolphins don’t steal. They just eat fish and play with bubbles." "Metaphorically speaking," Bill shot back, a bit flustered. "And no one’s going to suspect two people dressed like snorkelers at a kid’s party." Molly sighed, shaking her head. "Bill, you’re a genius. And a complete lunatic." Bill grinned, his confidence growing. "That’s what makes it work, right? So, we go in, mingle a bit, find the gift pile, and get out. Simple." "Simple," Molly repeated, her tone laced with skepticism. "And what if the kids ask us to play games or something?" Bill reached into his pocket and pulled out a small bag of candy. "Distraction technique. We’ll throw the candy, and the kids will be too busy to notice us." Molly’s eyes widened. "You’re actually carrying through with this?" "Absolutely," Bill said, his enthusiasm unwavering. "Think of all the presents we could get. New gadgets, toys, maybe even a stash of chocolate. It’s a gold mine." Molly chuckled, the sound warm and familiar. "Alright, Bill. But if we get caught, I’m blaming it all on you." Bill nodded, his grin widening. "Fair enough. So, we’re in?" Molly hesitated for a moment, then sighed. "Let’s do it. But no dolphins. Just stick to the plan." Bill high-fived the air, a victory dance breaking out. "Yes! We’re going to be rich!" Molly smirked, gathering up the papers. "Rich, or in jail. But at least we’ll have a good story to tell." Bill’s laughter echoed through the room, a mix of nerves and pure joy. "Just another day in the life of Molly and Bill, the world’s most unlikely thieves." Molly rolled her eyes, but the corners of her mouth were still curved up in a smile. "Here’s to another heist. Let’s make it a good one." Bill nodded, his eyes alight with adventure. "To the greatest kid’s party heist ever." They clinked their mugs together, a makeshift toast to the chaos that lay ahead.