Molly nervously fidgeted with her pearl necklace, a family heirloom she only wore on big jobs. Across from her, Bill leaned back in his creaky office chair, crunching on a nacho cheese Dorito. "Come on, Bill, focus. We're talking about a prime score here. Plush toys, electronic games, art supplies – it's like a treasure trove of loot," Molly said, spreading out blueprints of the birthday boy's house on the desk. Bill snorted, wiping orange dust from his lips. "You know, Molls, I don't think the word 'loot' is exactly apt here. We're not exactly raiding a pharaoh's tomb. We're talking about stealing from a bunch of sticky-fingered rug rats." "Hey, kids love their stuff. And you love expensive stuff. So, what's the difference?" Molly shot back, her eyes glinting with mischief. Bill raised an eyebrow. "You really think I'd stoop to stealing from kids? I mean, I'm no saint, but – " "Oh, don't get all high and mighty on me. I seem to recall a certain incident where you 'repossessed' a pair of Air Jordans from a high school basketball star," Molly reminded him with a smirk. Bill rubbed the back of his neck. "That was different. He was a hotheaded jock who thought he was above the law. These are innocent kids who still believe in Santa." Molly sighed, her expression softening. "Okay, fine. We'll donate the toys to charity. Happy?" "Happy," Bill agreed, though he sounded unconvinced. "Now, are you going to help me plan this heist or not?" Molly asked, tapping her pen impatiently against the blueprints. Bill leaned forward, his eyes scanning the diagrams. "Alright, alright. What's the plan?" Molly grinned. "We dress up as party clowns, sneak in with the catering staff, and then make our move when the kids are distracted by the Pin the Tail on the Donkey game." "And what about security?" Bill asked, popping another Dorito into his mouth. "Piece of cake. The parents will be too busy gossiping in the kitchen to notice us, and the birthday boy's dad is a total tech-phobe. No security cameras, no alarms to trip. We'll be in and out in under twenty minutes." Bill nodded thoughtfully. "And