"Molly, are you sure about this? Stealing presents from kids?" Bill asked, adjusting his sunglasses. "Relax, Bill. It's not like we're stealing their first bikes or anything. Plus, the parents won't even notice." Molly replied, checking her watch. "Easy for you to say. You're not the one who's gonna face a room full of crying kids later." Bill retorted. "Oh, come on. It's not like we're stealing their birthday cake. Besides, think of it like a Robin Hood situation. We're just redistributing the wealth." Molly sighed. "Yeah, yeah. You're the mastermind, I'm just the muscle." Bill groaned. "Exactly. Now, let's stick to the plan. You go in first, create a distraction while I grab the presents." Molly instructed. "Right. And what about the parents? I don't want to end up on the six o'clock news." Bill worried. "Don't worry, Bill. I've got a plan for them too. Just trust me." Molly smiled, giving Bill a reassuring pat on the back. "Alright, Molly. Here goes nothing." Bill took a deep breath and opened the door, ready to face the kids and their presents.