Bill, adjusting his mask, leaned in. "Molly, you sure about this? It's a kids' party. Not exactly the kind of crime we're used to." Molly, already at the gate, pulled a wire snipper from her bag. "Bill, what are you planning to do, stand there and watch us miss out on the presents? Besides, kids parties mean one thing: unsupervised presents. We could be rolling in candy and toys." Bill sighed, pulling out a small gadget. "You're right. But we'll need to be careful. No alarms, no cameras. And no kids." Molly chuckled, opening the gate. "Just a regular heist, Bill. Let's go see what we can find." Bill joined her, the gadget buzzing softly. "You know what, Molly? I'm starting to think we should do this more often. Kids' parties, I mean."