Molly and Bill sat across from each other at a rickety kitchen table, papers scattered about like confetti before a cake is cut. Molly swirled a pencil between long fingers. "So, we're gonna hit up a kids' party for the presents?" Bill nodded, sipping coffee. "Easy money. All these brats get the latest stuff." Molly smirked. "What, you think every present's gonna be cool? Might find some duds." Bill scoffed. "Duds? Whoever heard of such a thing at a kid's party? There will be Walkie-Talkies, Fidget Spinners, VR Goggles... and those magnetic building sets that take hours to reassemble." Molly snorted. "Speaking of hours? You got your sensors ready?" Bill patted his watch. "Glow-in-the-dark chrono. Should light up in an hour— just as the parents put the kids to bed." Molly traced a ring on the rough wood. "That's our ticket in. Slip in with the nappy-cams." Bill leaned back, smirking. "I like how you think, Moo. But what about getting out?" Molly grinned, her eyes glinting mischievously. "Simple, Billy. We use those expandable soccer goals set to the full... 'guest sleep'-way." Both thieves erupted into laughter, their plan for breaking into a children's party looking more and more foolproof with each passing second.