“Okay, Bill, here’s the plan,” Molly said, peering through the bushes at the colorful balloons. “We sneak in during the cake cutting.” “Cake cutting? You mean the part where kids scream for sugar?” Bill raised an eyebrow. “Brilliant.” “Exactly! While they’re distracted, we grab the loot.” “Loot? You mean toys, right? Not like… loot loot?” “Of course, toys! What do you think I am, a pirate?” “Just checking. So, what’s the escape route?” “Simple. We hop the fence, but not the big one. The little one by the sandbox.” “Right, because nothing says stealth like a sandbox.” “Hey, it’s a classic! Plus, we’ll blend in with the kids.” “Blend in? I’m six-foot-two! I’ll look like a giraffe at a petting zoo!” “Just wear the hat! The one with the ears!” “Fine, but if I trip over a tricycle, I’m blaming you.” “Deal. Now, what about the security?” “Security? You mean the parents? They’re too busy arguing over who brought the best cupcakes.” “Perfect! So, we’re just… stealing from children?” “Bill, it’s for a good cause!” “What cause?” “Um… our cause?” “Right. Let’s go steal some joy!”