Molly peeked around the corner of the house, spying the colorful party streamers and balloons. "Looks like they've got plenty of swag for the brats," she whispered to her partner-in-crime Bill. "Ooh yeah, and check out those shiny toys! I betcha half the presents have batteries in 'em already." Bill licked his lips hungrily. "I'm thinking we can just waltz right up, flash our fake badges, and say the police are confiscating the loot for evidence. No one'll question a couple of cops." "Brilliant! Then we just stuff the sacks and scram before anyone's the wiser." Bill rubbed his hands together gleefully. Molly nodded and straightened her wig. "Let's go bag some swag, Bill!" They marched up to the party and burst through the door, waving toy handcuffs. "Everyone freeze, this is a police raid! The presents are now evidence and need to be seized immediately for the ongoing investigation!" The confused children whined in protest as Molly and Bill began hastily grabbing armfuls of toys. "Don't cry kiddies, it'll be okay! Your presents are in good hands," Bill called over his shoulder as they fled with their bulging sacks, laughing maniacally as they made their getaway. The perfect crime!