Molly, perched on the edge of a nearby roof, squinted at the party through binoculars. "Bill, you won't believe this. It's like a candy store, but for kids." Bill, crouched behind her, grinned. "Perfect. We just need to figure out how to get the presents without the little monsters noticing." Molly chuckled. "You're thinking like a parent, Bill. We don't need to be subtle. We're thieves, remember? We'll just waltz in, grab the presents, and be out before they can say 'Santa Claus.'" Bill raised an eyebrow. "And how do you suggest we do that, genius?" Molly handed him the binoculars. "Distraction. You know what kids love?" Bill took the binoculars. "What?" "Balloons." Molly handed him a small package. "I've got a whole bag of them. We'll pop them over the presents, cause a commotion, and then it's all hands on deck." Bill looked impressed. "And we'll be gone before they can call the police." Molly nodded. "Exactly. Now, let's get to work."