"Bill, are you insane?" Molly hissed, peering through the hedge at the colorful bouncy castle. "A children's party?" "Come on, think about it. How often do we get to steal from a place where no one expects a heist?" Bill replied, adjusting his ski mask. "But what about the kids? They'll notice if their presents go missing!" Molly whispered, nervously fidgeting with her lockpick. "Exactly, that’s the genius part. We blend in, grab the loot, and by the time anyone realizes, we’re long gone. Plus, kids are distracted. They’ll be too busy with cake and games," Bill explained with a grin. "Did you not hear me? Kids. Cake. Games. They’ll be everywhere!" Molly’s eyes darted around the backyard, half-expecting a child to pounce on them. "Relax. I’ve got it covered. We’ll use the distraction to our advantage. You take the left side of the gift table, I’ll take the right. We’ll be in and out in ten minutes," Bill insisted, his voice low and steady. Molly sighed, still unsure. "Fine, but if we get caught, I’m blaming you. And the kids. And the cake." Bill chuckled, patting her shoulder. "Trust me, this is going to be a walk in the park. Let’s do this."