Molly adjusted her earpiece, checking for any static. "Alright, Bill, we're in position. The party's just a few blocks away." Bill, tucked into a nearby alley, nodded. "Got a clean shot of the house. They haven't noticed us yet." "Good. Now, let's make this quick. We don't want to miss the presents." Bill laughed. "Last thing I want to do, Molly, is miss presents. But you know the plan. We break in, grab the loot, and out we go." Molly grinned. "Exactly. But remember, no harming any kids. We're professional thieves, not kidnappers." Bill raised an eyebrow. "You worry about the wrong things, Molly. Just make sure we get those presents." Molly smirked. "Consider it done. Let's move." They slipped out of the shadows, blending into the night. The party house loomed ahead, its warm lights casting a inviting glow. Molly's heart pounded in her chest, but she kept her cool. This was what they did. They stole presents. And tonight, they were the luckiest thieves in town.