"Come on, Molly! A children's party? Are we really stooping this low?" Bill whispered in disbelief as he shoved his hands into his pockets. They were huddled behind a bush, peering at the bustling backyard filled with colorful decorations and laughing children. "Desperate times, Bill. Rent's not going to pay itself," Molly smirked, her eyes surveying the scene for any potential snags in their plan. "Besides, it's like taking candy from a baby—or in this case, presents from a bunch of sugar-fueled kiddos." "Yeah, well I just hope we don't get caught," Bill mumbled under his breath, adjusting the fake mustache that was part of his disguise. "Kids can be vicious when it comes to their presents." They shared a look before nodding and slipping on their disguises—a jolly clown and a fairy princess. Blending in was key after all. Molly sighed, "Alrighty then, let's get this over with. I’ll create a distraction while you grab the loot." Bill chuckled nervously. "I still can't believe we're doing this." As they made their way towards the party, Molly flashed him a mischievous grin, "Hey, what’s life without a little excitement?"