Bill peeked his head out from behind the fence, glancing over at the colorful banners and streamers adorning the house across the street. Children's laughter rang out as they played pin the tail on the donkey. "So, you've got the goods?" he asked Molly in a low voice. She held up a large sack with a grin. "Everything's right here - the candy, the party favors, even the wrapped gifts. No kid's gonna know the difference." Bill rubbed his hands together gleefully. "Heh, and the parents will think their little darlings are just being greedy, stuffing their pockets with extras! Brilliant scheme, if I do say so myself." Molly smirked. "Of course it is. Now c'mon, let's get this over with before they start opening presents. I call dibs on the giant teddy bear!" "Aw, you're no fun," Bill whined playfully as they crept closer to the party in the gathering dusk, sacks at the ready to scoop up the loot and make their getaway. Child's play for a couple of seasoned pros like them.