"Alright, Bill, you got the plan?" "Yeah, Molly, but remind me why we're stealing from a kids' party again?" "Because, Bill, no one expects it. Plus, those presents are probably loaded with cash and gift cards." "Right, right. So, what's the first step?" "We blend in. You got your clown costume ready?" "Of course. But, Molly, I hate clowns." "Too bad. It's the perfect disguise. Kids love clowns." "Fine. And you?" "I'm going as a magician. Easy access to pockets, you know?" "Smart. So, we get in, entertain the kids, and then what?" "While they're distracted, we swipe the presents and stash them in the van." "Sounds simple enough. What if someone catches us?" "That's why we have the smoke bombs, Bill. Instant chaos, instant escape." "Got it. And the getaway driver?" "Tommy's on it. He'll be parked around the corner, engine running." "Perfect. What about the cake? Can we at least grab a slice?" "Focus, Bill. Presents first, cake later." "Alright, alright. When do we go in?" "Party starts at 2 PM. We arrive fashionably late at 2:30." "Got it. And the kids?" "Leave them laughing, Bill. We want them to remember the best party ever." "Understood. Let's do this, Molly." "Showtime, Bill."