Molly stood in front of the whiteboard, marker in hand, staring at the crude diagram of the birthday party's layout. Bill sat on the couch, sipping a lukewarm cup of coffee, looking unimpressed. "So, let me get this straight," he said, putting the cup down. "We're going to sneak into a children's party, dressed as clowns, and steal all the presents." Molly turned to him, a look of excitement on her face. "That's right! It's genius. We'll blend right in." "Blend right in?" Bill raised an eyebrow. "Molly, we're thieves. We're not exactly the most innocent-looking people in the world. You've got a tattoo of a snake eating its own tail on your neck, for crying out loud." Molly touched the tattoo, a habit she'd developed over the years. "That's just a little something I like to call 'character building.'" Bill snorted. "Character building? It's a neon sign that screams 'I'm a career criminal'." Molly shrugged. "Well, who cares? We're not robbing a bank. It's a children's birthday party. What's the worst that could happen?" "How about a room full of screaming kids and a lot of angry parents? That sounds pretty bad to me." Molly waved her hand dismissively. "Oh, we'll be in and out before anyone even notices we're there. Besides, I've got a great disguise." Bill raised an eyebrow. "What's that?" Molly rummaged through a box on the table, pulling out a bright red wig and a painted-on smile. "Ta-da!" Bill stared at her, aghast. "You've got to be kidding me." "What's wrong with it?" Molly asked, hurt. "Everything," Bill said flatly. "You look like a demonic clown from a bad horror movie." Molly pouted, putting the wig back in the box. "Fine. You come up with a better idea, then." Bill sighed, getting to his feet. "Okay, let's start from the beginning. What's the security situation like?" "Well, there's going to be a bouncer at the door, but I'm sure we can talk our way past him. And there's a photographer taking pictures, but she's not exactly the most observant person in the world." Bill nodded thoughtfully. "Okay. And what about the presents?" "They