"Are we really doing this?" Molly whispered, scanning the bustling children's party from their hiding spot. "Absolutely," Bill replied, adjusting his fake mustache. "Who's going to suspect two adults at a children's party?" "The parents?" Molly retorted. "Not with these costumes." Bill pointed at their vibrant attire, matching the theme. "We blend right in." "And the presents?" Molly asked. "Easy," Bill smirked. "We'll casually strike a conversation, move towards the gift table, and swiftly place them in this sack." "Just like that?" Molly's eyebrow raised. "Trust me," Bill winked. As they prepared to leave their hiding spot, Molly hesitated, "What if we get caught?" Bill chuckled, "Then, my friend, we'll just have to dance our way out of trouble."