Molly shifted her weight from one leg to the other, her foot jiggling with barely contained excitement. "Alright Bill, I've got the latest schematics for the party venue. It's a DIY affair, so the security is going to be lax." Bill looked down at the blueprints, his brow furrowed in concentration. "Looks like our best entry point is through the bounce house. It's away from the watchful parents' prying eyes." "Exactly," Molly agreed. "We go in through there. There will be a swarm of sugar-high kids, but they'll be too distracted by the clown to notice us. Once we're in, you start on the electronic presents." "And you'll handle the physical goods?" Bill asked, a quirk of amusement in his voice. "Expect nothing less," Molly said. "I've got a list of the most expensive gifts. Let's see... the Lego Millennium Falcon set, the American Girl doll, the PlayStation 5... Oh, and the custom-made dollhouse. That's my top priority." Bill nodded, his fingers tracing the layout of the party area. "Alright, sounds good. And how do we intend on making our escape?" Molly grinned, a mischievous glint in her eye. "I've rented us two extra-large pogo sticks. We'll bounce our way right out of there, presents in hand. It'll add to the illusion of it being part of the entertainment." Bill chuckled. "Brilliant. But what about the clown?" Molly's expression grew serious. "Leave him to me. I'm not exactly... soft on clowns." The two stealers exchanged a look of determination, ready to put their unusual heist plan into action.