Molly studied the blueprint spread out on her kitchen table, tracing the layout of the birthday boy's house with a slender finger. "Alright Bill, here's the plan. We'll enter through the basement window. I'll disable the alarm system while you scope out the present pile. I'll meet you in the living room and we'll make our escape through the back door." Bill nodded, puffing on his cigar. "Sounds like a cakewalk to me. But Molls, why children's birthday presents? What are we gonna do with a bunch of teddy bears and playdough?" Molly flashed him a mischievous grin. "That's the best part. We're not selling them. We're going to give them to the homeless kids downtown. They'll never expect it." Bill chuckled and shook his head. "You really know how to make a guy feel like a schmuck, don't you? Alright, let's gear up and get to work. I'm ready to spread some birthday cheer." Molly patted his arm. "That's the spirit, partner. Now let's go rob some birthday loot!" They both grabbed their bags and headed out the door, ready to execute their most twisted heist yet.