Molly whispered, "Bill, are you sure about this? Kids’ parties are chaos." Bill grinned. "Exactly, Molly. Chaos is perfect cover. No one will notice a few presents missing." "Are you even thinking about the noise? The screams, the crying?" He chuckled. "That’s the best part. No one will hear a thing while we’re in and out." "Are you confident with that clown costume? You look ridiculous." “Hey, I’ve pulled off worse disguises. Besides, no kid's going to suspect a clown sneaking into their birthday.” Molly hesitated. "What if security catches us? Or the parents? Or the birthday girl’s dog?" Bill waved. "Relax. I’ve got the plan. First, distract the crowd with my balloon animals. You slip inside and grab the presents." "Balloon animals? You’re serious? That’s your big distraction?" He smirked. "It’s foolproof. Then, we dash out through the side door. Easy peasy." Molly looked around. "And if the kids start crying, or the cake gets ruined?" Bill shrugged. "We'll be long gone by then. Besides, think about how rich we’ll be. All those toys and gifts." Molly nodded slowly. "Alright, Bill. Just one thing—if we get caught, I’m blaming you for the clown costume."