The two thieves, Molly and Bill, sat at a small café table, sipping their lattes as they pored over a map of the city. Bill tapped a finger on a brightly colored pin. "Alright, so the party's here at the Community Center at 2pm. We hit it right as they're cutting the cake." Molly grinned, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Perfect. The parents will be too distracted by all the screaming kids to even notice us. We'll have all the loot in and out before they can say 'Pin the Tail on the Donkey'." Bill snorted. "You've got one hell of a twisted sense of humor, you know that?" Molly shrugged. "Hey, someone's got to make this job fun. Now, you said the party's got about 25 kids attending. That should put our take at around...oh, 50-75 presents easy." "More if we grab the cake too," Bill mused. "That thing's gotta be worth something." Molly rolled her eyes. "Please, you're not seriously suggesting we steal from kids? I have my limits." "Yeah, yeah, whatever. So what's the plan?" "Simple. I pose as a clown hired for the party. I keep the rug rats occupied while you slip in through the back and start snatching gifts." Bill frowned. "Wait, I thought we were going in as catering staff?" "That was the original plan, but I've been thinking. Too much chance we'll get caught up in serving duties. Besides, you make a lousy waiter. You'll just end up spilling drinks all over the brats." "Hey now, that one time was an accident!" Bill protested. Molly waved him off. "Anyway, you're much better at the sneaky stuff. I'll keep them distracted, you do your thing. We'll be in and out in 20 minutes, tops." Bill considered, then nodded slowly. "Alright, I can work with that. What about security?" "Relax, I already scouted the joint. One bored cop on a bike outside, and some volunteer parents trying to keep the kids in line. We'll be fine." He sighed, taking a long swig of coffee. "I hate these kids' party jobs. So messy, so loud. And don't even get me started on the glitter." Molly patted his hand sympathetically. "Come on, it's