"I don't know about this, Bill," Molly whispered, scanning the backyard filled with colorful decorations and excited children running around in costumes. "Oh, come on, Molly," Bill responded, adjusting his oversized clown costume. "It's the perfect cover. We're entertainers, remember?" Molly glanced down at her own frilly costume, feeling ridiculous. "I still don't see how we're going to steal all the presents without getting caught." Bill grinned, pulling a handful of balloons from his pocket. "Leave that to me. I've got a plan." Molly shook her head, smirking. "You always do, Bill. You always do." As they made their way into the party, Molly's nerves began to settle. She couldn't help but laugh as Bill engaged with the kids, making balloon animals and cracking jokes. "Look at you, Mr. Popular," Molly teased, leaning against a tree. Bill winked, handing a young girl a pink balloon giraffe. "It's all part of the act, my dear." Molly chuckled, her attention turning to the mountain of presents piled up on a table near the house. "So, when do we make our move?" "Patience, Molly. We have to wait for the right moment." Bill continued entertaining the children, occasionally glancing at the presents. As the afternoon wore on, parents began to arrive, collecting their sugar-filled children and departing with hugs and goodbyes. Molly noticed that the party was winding down, only a few stragglers remained. "Alright, Bill. It's now or never," Molly declared, straightening her clown hat. "Exactly what I was thinking." Bill turned to the remaining kids. "Hey, who wants to see a magic trick?" The children cheered, following Bill to a shaded area away from the house. Molly watched as he began a simple sleight-of-hand routine, captivating his small audience. Seizing the opportunity, Molly crept towards the presents, her heart racing with a mixture of excitement and fear. She reached the table and started grabbing armfuls of brightly wrapped gifts, rushing them to the side gate where they had stashed their getaway vehicle. Once the pile was significantly reduced, Molly signaled to Bill. He made a grand gesture, revealing a rabbit from his hat, prompting squeals of delight from the children. "Thank you, everyone! Enjoy the rest of the party!" Bill called out, bowing dramatically before joining Molly at the gate. Together, they loaded the stolen presents into the back of their van. Molly hopped into the driver's seat, adjusting her seat belt. "Mission accomplished, partner." "And not a moment too soon," Bill replied, glancing back at the house. "Step on it, Molly. We've got a lot of birthday wishes to fulfill." Molly chuckled, starting the engine. "Next time, let's stick to banks, okay?" "Deal," Bill agreed, grinning as they sped off into the fading afternoon light, leaving behind a bewildered group of party guests.