Molly and Bill huddled in the cramped café, sipping their lukewarm coffee as they pored over the blueprint of "Bouncy Castle Bazaar", the entertainment complex that was hosting the birthday party of the year. The invitation, courtesy of a particularly loose-lipped guest, had provided them with a treasure trove of intel on the proceedings. "Alright, so we know the party starts at three, and the presents will be displayed in the main hall," Molly said, her eyes scanning the layout with a practiced air. "But how do we get past the giant, inflatable unicorn at the entrance?" Bill snorted. "Please, I can take down a unicorn. What's the real challenge?" "Getting out with the loot," Molly replied, "without being spotted by a hall full of sugar-high toddlers and a DJ spinning an endless loop of 'Let It Go'." Bill winced at the mental image. "Yeah, let's definitely avoid that. So, what's the plan?" Molly flashed a mischievous grin. "We go in as the entertainment. We just need to perfect our rendition of 'The Wheels on the Bus'." As they brainstormed, the sound of children's laughter and the distant wail of a kazoo wafted through the air, serving as a poignant reminder of the chaos that lay ahead.