In the dimly lit back alley, Molly and Bill huddled under the cover of a old, rusted dumpster. The faint sound of children's laughter and the aroma of sugary treats wafted through the air, giving away the presence of the children's party they'd been surveilling for days. "You sure about this, Molly?" Bill asked, adjusting his too-big hat to hide his curly hair. "Stealing from kids? Sounds like a recipe for a one-way ticket to the clink." Molly, with her cat burglar eyes scanning the scene, rolled her eyes. "Relax, Bill. It's not like we're stealing from the kids. We're just taking the presents they'll never miss." Bill shifted uncomfortably, "Yeah, but it's still... wrong. Isn't there some other way to score a few bucks?" Molly smirked, "Like what? Rob a bank? They're not giving out free money anymore, Bill. Besides, this is our best shot. Their parents are drunk, the kids are distracted. It's the perfect setup." Bill sighed, "Well, if you're sure. But we stick to the plan. In and out. No one gets hurt." Molly nodded, "Exactly. Now, listen up. We'll enter through the open window in the kitchen. I'll distract the parents while you grab the presents." Bill raised an eyebrow, "And how exactly do you plan on distracting the parents?" Molly grinned wickedly, "Leave that to me. Now, remember, no panic. We're professionals. In and out, Bill. Like a ghost." Bill took a deep breath, "Alright. Let's do this." Molly checked her watch, "On the count of three. One, two, three." They sprang into action. Molly donned her ninja suit and slipped through the open window, leaving Bill to wait nervously. A few moments later, she emerged, waving Bill in. "Now or never, Bill. Let's make some memories." The two thieves melted into the night, leaving the children's party unscathed but a little lighter on presents.