"I heard there's gonna be this big kid's birthday party over in Oakville Heights on Saturday," Molly said as she slid into the booth across from Bill at the diner. "Apparently the rich brat is turning ten and the parents are pulling out all the stops - bouncy castle, clowns, a magician, and a shit ton of presents under a huge fucking tree in the living room." Bill snorted into his coffee mug. "Sounds like an easy mark then. Probably won't be much security either, with a buncha bratty kids running around. Just gotta wait until the little bastards pass out from all the sugar, sneak in and grab the loot." Molly smirked and tapped a manicured nail against her teeth. "That's the plan, sugar. I'll pose as one of the clowns so I can get inside no problem. Once I'm sure the tykes are all snoozing, you come in through a window and help me haul the goods out to the van. Easy peasy." "Sounds like a right proper heist to me!" Bill chuckled, draining his mug. "What d'ya say we do it? Steal all the presents for those spoiled little fucks and have ourselves a Merry Christmas?" "With a name like Oakville Heights, them rich pricks are asking for it," Molly said with a wicked grin. "Let's go rob the bastards blind!" They clinked mugs, sealing the deal on their festive caper. It was going to be one hell of a holiday haul - just wait until they saw the look on them rich folk's faces when they found their tree bare come morning!<|end_header_id|>