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Molly glanced at Bill, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Alright, Bill, here's the plan. We're going to hit the Jenkins' kid's birthday party this Saturday." Bill raised an eyebrow, leaning against the wall. "A kid's party? Are you sure that's our best bet?" "Absolutely," Molly replied, tapping her finger on the table. "Think about it. Parents are distracted, kids are hyped up on sugar, and the presents are just sitting there, ripe for the taking." Bill nodded slowly, a smirk forming on his face. "I see where you're going with this. But how do we blend in without raising suspicion?" "Simple," Molly said, pulling out a pair of oversized sunglasses from her bag. "We dress up as clowns. Nobody questions a clown at a kid's party." "Clowns?" Bill's smirk turned into a full grin. "You're brilliant, Molly. But what's the exit strategy?" "We'll have a getaway car parked a block away," Molly explained. "Once we've got the goods, we make a run for it. The kids will be too busy with their cake to notice." Bill chuckled. "And what about the parents? They might catch on." Molly waved a dismissive hand. "Parents are too busy socializing and taking pictures. We'll be in and out before they even realize what's happening." Bill leaned forward, intrigued. "Alright, I'm in. But what about the presents themselves? How do we know what's worth taking?" Molly pulled out a list from her pocket. "I've done my homework. I know exactly which presents are the most valuable. We're talking high-end toys and gadgets." Bill's eyes widened. "You've thought of everything, haven't you?" Molly grinned. "That's what makes me the best, Bill. We'll be in and out with a haul that'll make this our biggest score yet." Bill nodded, his excitement building. "Alright, let's do this. But remember, we stick to the plan. No improvising." "Agreed," Molly said, extending her hand. "Let's make this the heist of the century." Bill shook her hand firmly. "To the heist of the century." With a shared laugh, they began to finalize the details, their minds already racing with the thrill of the impending caper.