“Okay, Bill, here’s the plan,” Molly said, peering over a map of the backyard. “Plan? We haven’t even discussed the snacks!” Bill replied, folding his arms. “You know how much I love snacks.” “Focus, Bill! Less talk about snacks, more talk about stealing presents!" she said, tapping the map. “Fine, fine. But can we at least get some cupcakes on the way out?” Bill quipped. “Cupcakes? Why would we be stealing cupcakes? We’re here for the toys!” “Toys? All I hear is ‘cupcakes,’” Bill groaned, leaning dramatically against a tree. “Get serious! You’re going to let a bunch of sugar-covered confections distract you from our heist?” “I mean, if they’re chocolate, I might just have to compromise. Chocolate has feelings, Molly!” “Let’s just stick to the toys. Look! Over there—the presents are stacked next to the bouncy castle. Perfect!” “Never liked bouncy castles. They always guilt me for being an adult.” “An adult? You’re wearing a ski mask and carrying a backpack!” “That’s just my look! Stylish yet practical, plus I can store a few cupcakes in here,” Bill said, patting his backpack. “Can we please prioritize? Listen, we go in right when the clown starts performing. They’ll be distracted!” “You think the clown is the main distraction? What about the children? I mean, have you seen those little gumdrop monsters? They’re like tiny tornadoes!” “Okay, they’re a bit chaotic, but they’ll be too busy trying to win a balloon animal. Just tell me you’re on board!” “I’m always on board, as long as there are snacks!” “Molly, present theft is an art, pure and simple. I can’t work the same without a snack. Kind of like a painter without a palette!” “Sure, and I’m the masterpiece, right? Put snacks in front of me while I rob kiddies and we’ll see how artful it turns out. But for now, focus!” “Alright, alright! Distract the kids, snag the presents. Got it. Anything else?” “Just have the getaway plan ready. As soon as we grab those gifts, we book it back to the van.” “And then I can eat my cupcakes in peace?” “If we can find any!” “Can you at least promise there will be cupcakes after we steal the presents?” “Only if you promise to stop talking about cupcakes during the heist!” “Fine! Deal! But I’m still bringing my backpack. You can’t stop me.” “Fine, but keep it away from the bright colors. We can’t risk drawing attention.” “Tell that to the clown! Why does he have that much glitter?” “I don’t know, but that’s not our concern right now!” “Fine, but I still won’t trust him. Clowns are suspicious.” “You know, it’s hard for me to picture you as a criminal mastermind when you’re so scared of clowns.” “It’s not fear. It’s just…strategic avoidance! And also, they creep me out!” “Whatever you say, Bill. Just remember: Focus. Toys. Not cupcakes!” “Focus on toys. Right. But if we find any chocolate ones…” “We’re done here! Let’s just go!” “Okay, but I’m still getting cupcakes later!” “Deal!”