“Okay, Bill, are you sure this is the plan?” Molly whispered, peering through the bushes at the brightly colored balloons bobbing in the breeze. “Absolutely, Molly! It’s foolproof!” Bill replied, adjusting his ski mask. “What could go wrong?” “Let’s see… we’re breaking into a children’s party. You think they’ll just let us waltz in and grab the presents?” “Of course! Kids are too busy with cake and games. They won’t even notice us!” “Right, because nothing screams ‘stealth’ like two grown adults sneaking into a birthday party.” “Hey, we’re not just any adults. We’re professional thieves!” “Professional? You mean the time you tried to steal a car and ended up with a bicycle?” “Hey, that was a misunderstanding! The bike was just… more accessible.” “Accessible? You rode it straight into a fountain!” “Details, details. Focus, Molly! We need to get those presents.” “Okay, but what’s the plan? We can’t just walk in and say, ‘Surprise! We’re here for the gifts!’” “Why not? It’s honest!” “Honest? You think they’ll just hand them over? ‘Oh, sure, take my kid’s birthday presents! They’re just toys!’” “Fine, fine. We’ll be sneaky. We’ll blend in.” “Blend in? You’re wearing a ski mask in July!” “Fashion statement! Now, here’s the plan: we wait until the piñata breaks. Everyone will be distracted.” “Right, because nothing says ‘party’ like a bunch of kids scrambling for candy. What’s next? We’ll just grab the presents while they’re busy fighting over gummy bears?” “Exactly! You’re catching on!” “Bill, I’m not sure this is going to work. What if someone sees us?” “Who’s going to see us? The parents are too busy taking selfies with the birthday kid.” “Selfies? You think they’ll be focused on their phones while we’re stuffing our bags?” “Trust me, Molly. It’s all about timing. We go in, grab the loot, and get out before anyone notices.” “Okay, but what if they do notice? What’s our escape plan?” “Escape plan? We’ll just… run really fast!” “Run really fast? That’s your brilliant escape plan?” “Hey, it worked when we stole that inflatable flamingo!” “Yeah, until you tripped over it and fell into the kiddie pool!” “Okay, that was one time! This is different. We’re pros now!” “Pros? You mean ‘professionals at making a mess’?” “Look, we can do this! Just follow my lead.” “Your lead? Last time your lead got us chased by a dog!” “That dog was a beast! It had a vendetta!” “Right, because dogs hold grudges. What’s next? We’re going to be chased by a cat?” “Don’t underestimate cats! They’re sneaky!” “Bill, focus! We need to figure out how to get in without causing a scene.” “Okay, okay. We’ll use the back entrance. I saw a window that’s slightly ajar.” “A window? You mean the one with the ‘No Trespassing’ sign?” “Minor detail! We’ll be in and out before they even know!” “Fine, but if we get caught, I’m blaming you.” “Deal! Now, let’s go steal some presents!” “Right after you, Mr. Professional Thief.”