Molly adjusted the comically oversized bow on her hat, tilting her head to inspect the reflection in the window. "Bill, are you sure about this?" she asked, her voice a soft whisper, barely audible over the cacophony of children's laughter from the next room. Bill, donning a similar disguise, a tuxedo jacket adorned with a bright red bow tie, was busy stuffing a pair of scissors into his pocket. "Molly, darling, we've done it before," Bill replied, his voice laced with a thick Irish accent. "And we've got a nice, quiet one this time. No security cameras, no guards." He grinned, his teeth gleaming in the dim light. "Besides, who can resist a party with a theme like 'Once Upon a Time'?" Molly chuckled, her eyes scanning the room. "Well, it's not like we can use our usual 'distraction' this time," she said, nodding towards the room filled with children. Bill winked, "We'll just have to be a bit more... subtle. And a lot more charming." Molly raised an eyebrow, "Charming? You?" Bill feigned offense, "I can be charming when I need to be." He leaned in, lowering his voice, "Now, remember, the presents are under the table. We'll grab them, and make a quick exit through the kitchen." Molly nodded, a mischievous glint in her eye. "And if anyone asks, we're just... lost tourists, here to admire the decorations." Bill nodded, "Exactly. Now, let's get this show on the road, Molly. We've got a party to crash."