Molly and Bill sat across from each other at a small table in the cluttered living room of Molly's apartment. The space was filled with various gadgets, contraptions, and maps of the city, all contributing to their latest heist. Molly took a sip of lukewarm tea from an oddly shaped gourd and set it down with a clatter. "Alright, Bill," she said, rubbing her hands together excitedly, "We've got a goldmine of presents up ahead." Bill raised an eyebrow, his signature smirk playing on his face. "A children's party? Really? I thought you said this was gonna be tricky." Molly leaned forward, looking a bit flustered. "It is tricky! They've got security, magic tricks, and children on-site. It's like a funhouse of hindrances." Bill chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound. "I've seen a lot in this business, but kids at a party? That's, well, damn. Maybe we could just... I don't know... buy them some presents for them instead?" "Because that's why I chose you as my partner, right? For your brilliant ideas?" Molly shot back sarcastically. "No, we're gonna do this the fun way. The party starts in an hour. We need to figure out how to get inside, grab the presents, and get out before the magic show starts." The two laughed quietly, then settled down to plan. Bill took out a small notebook, sketching out a potential route they could take on the ground floor map of the party venue. Molly chimed in, rattling off the details of the place like a kid sharing a secret with their best friend. "The club, the DJ, the kids' dancing area... we can probably sneak in that way with fake IDs, and maybe even pull off one of the kid's costumes!" Bill's eyes gleamed with mischief. "You mean, like, turn into a child? Is that even legal? If it's on your criminal record, I might have to withdraw my status as your partner." Molly swatted him lightly on the arm. "So, ideas?" Bill tapped his chin thoughtfully, then broke into a mischievous grin. "What if... what if we disguise ourselves as the magician's stagehands and sneak out with his 'props'—I mean, the presents?" Molly laughed so hard she nearly spat out more of her tea. "Oh, you're evil. Stealing presents in plain sight!" She wiped her eye and nodded. "Okay. That just might work. And if we're lucky, we'll get to see some really bad child magic." The two silent partners, a master of disguise and a professional sneak, laughed eagerly at the prospect. They grabbed a snack each, then headed to their respective rooms to begin preparation. As Molly closed the front door behind her, a final thought crossed her mind. "Bill?" "Yeah?" "You wouldn't happen to have a fun-size costume bag lying around with just a few child sizes, would you? I hear red and green are in style for this party."