"You've got to be kidding me, Bill. We're going to steal presents from a children's party?" Molly hissed, peering out from behind a large tree in the park. "Keep your voice down!" Bill snapped, glancing around furtively. "It's the perfect plan, Molls. There will be dozens of presents in there, all wrapped up and ready for us to grab." Molly rolled her eyes. "I can't believe I let you talk me into this." Bill grinned. "Think of it this way - we'll be doing those kids a favor, teaching them the true meaning of Christmas isn't about material possessions." "Pretty sure that's not the lesson they'll be learning, Bill," Molly retorted, crossing her arms. "So, what's the plan?" Bill's eyes twinkled with excitement. "Simple. We wait until they're all distracted by the clown or magician or whatever, then sneak in, grab the loot, and make a break for it." "And how exactly do you propose we do that with an entire party full of parents and kids watching our every move?" Molly inquired, raising an eyebrow. "Leave that to me," Bill said, patting the small bag slung over his shoulder. "I've got some supplies here that'll help us create a diversion." "Oh, great. More amateur fireworks, I suppose?" Molly said, remembering their last heist that nearly ended in disaster. "Hey, it worked, didn't it?" Bill protested. "But no, I've got something better this time - smoke bombs and stink pellets." Molly gagged at the thought of the smell. "Lovely. And what if we get caught?" "We won't," Bill assured her confidently. "Besides, would you rather go back to boosting cars?" Molly shuddered. "Definitely not. Alright, let's get this over with." Bill pulled out a pair of binoculars and scanned the party area. "Looks like they're starting the piñata. Now's our chance!" Molly and Bill emerged from their hiding spot and nonchalantly made their way towards the party. They mingled with the crowd, trying to blend in as best they could. Bill kept his eyes on the piñata while Molly surreptitiously glanced around for any signs of trouble. As soon as the piñata burst open, showering the children with candy, Bill gave Molly a nod. He discreetly dropped a few stink pellets near the adults and tossed a smoke bomb into the center of the chaos. Parents and children alike began coughing and gagging, shielding their eyes from the thick smoke. Molly and Bill wasted no time, darting towards the table laden with gifts. They quickly shoved as many presents as they could into their bags, ignoring the cries of shock and outrage around them. As the smoke began to dissipate, they made a break for it, sprinting back towards the safety of the trees. Once they were out of sight, Molly couldn't help but burst into laughter. "I can't believe that actually worked!" Bill grinned triumphantly. "See? Told you it was a great plan. Now let's get out of here before anyone realizes what's missing." And with that, Molly and Bill disappeared into the night, their bags brimming with ill-gotten loot.