"Bill, have you got the map?" "Of course, Molly! Who do you think I am? A rookie?" "Just checking. So, the party starts at 2." "And we sneak in at 4, right? Right in the middle of the cake chaos." "Exactly. Now, remember, the clown is our distraction. Kids love clowns." "Yeah, but Jack as a clown? That's a stretch." "Hey, the nose is big enough. Focus, Bill." "Okay, okay. What's next?" "Once the parents are busy with the cake, you grab the presents." "And you?" "I'll handle the piñata situation. Can't have kids whacking me while I'm bagging loot." "Good point. But what if someone sees us?" "That's why we’re dressing as superheroes, Bill. Who’d suspect a superhero of stealing?" "But Molly, how do we escape with a giant sack of presents?" "That's where the 'tragic birthday candle accident' comes in." "Oh! Right, the smoke! Brilliant." "See, I think of everything. Now, the exit?" "Through the back gate. Easy peasy." "And remember, no taking candy from the goody bags. We’re professionals." "Got it. No candy. But can I keep a balloon?" "Only if it’s not shaped like a dog." "Aw, you’re no fun." "Just focus, Bill. We're in for the haul of a lifetime." "Roger that, Molly. Let’s make these kids cry." "No, let's make these kids… share." “Works for me!"