Molly fidgeted with excitement as she watched through the fence, her eyes locked onto the bouncing castles and the roped off area filled with screaming kids. Bill stood beside her, a seemingly unimpressed expression plastered on his face, as he slowly twisted his pinky ring. "Are we really doing this, Bill?" Molly asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "Do what?" Bill replied, his tone matter-of-fact. "We're merely trying to... redistribute some gifts. You know, help the greater good, and by the greater good, I mean our cash-strapped bank accounts." Molly chuckled as she scrutinized the layout of the party, mentally mapping out their plan. Bill grunted, mechanically adjusting his earpiece. From his research, he knew the live music would start at 2, creating the perfect distraction while they snuck into the present area. Molly placed a recorder on the fence, mimicking the sound of kids screaming, just to test the decibel. The party planner nearby barely batted an eyelash, neither did any parents. With raised eyebrows, Bill gave Molly the thumbs up. It was going to be a wild ride.