Molly, her eyes gleaming with mischief, leaned over the map of the house. "So, we're gonna hit the party at 7:00 PM sharp. The kids will be too excited to notice us in the chaos." Bill, adjusting his fake mustache, nodded. "I've got the lock picked. The guard's on rotation, so I'll slip in while he's checking the gate. You get the presents?" Molly smirked. "I'll be the designated 'Santa' decoy. I'll drop the presents into my bag while the kids are distracted." Bill chuckled. "Good plan. Just remember, no more than three per bag. We can't carry around a small Christmas tree." Molly laughed. "Got it. And remember, no bloodshed. We're not here to make a statement." Bill grinned. "Agreed. We're just here to make a quick score and get out. This is going to be a walk in the park." Molly nodded, her eyes scanning the map. "Then let's get to work, Bill. We've got a party to rob."