"Alright, Bill, here's the plan. We hit 'Bouncy Castle Bonanza' at 3 PM, when the sugar highs are peaking and the parents are most distracted," Molly said, studying the blueprint of the party venue. "Genius. What's our cover?" Bill asked, adjusting his bright orange wig. "We're the entertainment. I've got the engine to power this thing," Molly held up a worn-out boombox, "we blast some kid-friendly tunes, and you... well, you bounce." "On the castle?" Bill's eyes lit up. "Yes, on the castle. While I create a diversion with the playlist, you snatch the presents and stash them in the designated diaper bag." "Diaper bag? Really, Molls?" "Hey, it's the perfect disguise! Who suspects a soiled diaper bag of carrying a hoard of stolen goodies?" "And what's the estimated haul?" Bill's voice dripped with excitement. " Conservatively? A thousand bucks in toys, not counting any 'accidental' cash gifts. Now, let's get into character... or should I say, costume?" Molly chuckled, handing Bill a pair of oversized, novelty sunglasses.