Molly, her eyes gleaming with mischief, studied the blueprints of the park's gazebo. "So, the kids' party is on the weekend, right? We've got four hours to set up our little 'gift snatch' operation." Bill, adjusting his glasses, nodded. "And let's make sure to avoid the parents. Last time, Mr. Jenkins had us chased by a giant golden retriever." Molly laughed, "Well, we can't have that. So, the presents are inside the gazebo?" "Yep," Bill affirmed, "And there's no security system. Just a few kids and their toys." "Perfect," Molly said, grinning. "Here's the plan: I'll distract the kids while you grab the presents. Oh, and Bill?" "Yeah?" Bill asked. "Don't forget the cash. We're not leaving without our share." Bill raised an eyebrow. "And what makes you think I'd be the one to take the cash?" "Because you're the one with the steady hand and the sharp eyes," Molly replied, winking. "Now, let's get to work."