"I can't believe you're making us rob a children's birthday party," Molly said, shaking her head in disgust. "That's so low." "Hey, you've gotta think outside the box sometimes, babe," Bill replied with a wink. "Kids' parties have the best loot. All that unopened merchandise just begging to be liberated." "But they're just babies! What have they ever done to us?" Molly asked. "Nothing. Yet. But have you seen the price tags on those fancy toys? They'll be rich before they can walk. It's like stealing candy from a baby. Literally." "I don't know...it just feels wrong somehow." "Oh come on, where's your sense of fun? We can pretend we're the new Bonnie and Clyde. Minus the whole dying in a hail of bullets part." Molly sighed. "I'm only in this for the money." "Same here. Now let's case the joint." They peered over the fence into the backyard. The party was in full swing - screaming kids running around, a bounce house, a bouncy castle, and a long table piled high with colorful presents. Bill's eyes lit up greedily. "See? Told you. Jackpot." "This is gonna be a real challenge," Molly said. "Security's tighter than Fort Knox. Gotta get past the parents, the bounce house, and all those kids." "I've got it." Bill snapped his fingers. "We'll dress up as clowns!" "What? Are you insane? Do you know how terrifying clowns are?" "Exactly! The kids will be too scared to even notice us." Molly stared at him incredulously. "You really think they won't notice us making off with all their presents in broad daylight?" "Sure, we'll just say we're part of the entertainment. The magic present disappearing act. Kids love that stuff." Molly rolled her eyes. "I've got a bad feeling about this." "That's the spirit!" Bill said, grinning. "Let's do it!"