Molly: "Alright, Bill, here’s the plan. We dress up as clowns, blend in, and swipe all the presents when no one’s looking." Bill: "Clowns? Really? You do know I’m colorblind, right? How am I supposed to match my polka dots?" Molly: "It’s a children’s party, Bill. They won’t care about your fashion sense. Just slap on some makeup and a wig. We’ll be in and out before they notice the cake’s missing." Bill: "And what if they ask us to juggle or something? I can’t juggle." Molly: "You can’t juggle? What kind of thief are you? Just pretend to drop the balls a lot. It’s part of the act." Bill: "And what’s my clown name? Should I go with something tough, like ‘Killer’?" Molly: "‘Killer’? At a children’s party? You’re going with ‘Happy’. It’s less terrifying." Bill: "‘Happy’? I look more like a ‘Dopey’ to be honest." Molly: "Just stick to the plan, ‘Dopey’. We’ll be rich by bedtime." Bill: "Rich with toys. Great. Can’t wait to explain that to the cops." Molly: "Oh, come on, Bill. It’s a children’s party. What could possibly go wrong?"