Molly spread out the schematics of "Kiddie Kingdom" on the coffee table, her eyes scanning the layout of the children's play center. Bill lounged on the couch behind her, tossing a stress ball into the air. "Alright, here's the plan," Molly said, tapping a finger on the blueprint. "We sneak in during the Johnson kid's birthday party. Chaos, noise, perfect cover." "Genius," Bill said, catching the stress ball. "And our mark is...?" "All. The. Presents." Molly's grin gleamed mischievously. "I mean, who needs the Mona Lisa when you can swipe a haul of Tamagotchis and PlayStations?" "Priorities, Molly." Bill chuckled. "But how do we get past the parents? They'll be hovering like, well, parents." "We blend in. I've got a fantastic 'cool aunt' disguise – distressed denim, a fanny pack..." Molly struck a pose. Bill raised an eyebrow. "And I'll be...?" "Uncle Bill, the slightly-unsettling-but-probably-harmless guy who's 'helping out' with the bounce house."