Molly: Listen up, Bill. I've got the perfect heist in mind. We're gonna break into Tony Stark's kid's birthday party and swipe every present under twenty dollars. Bill: That's not exactly a heist. That's more like tango dancing with puppies. Molly: Call it what you like, but I guarantee we'll walk away with the best loot of our careers. Bill: What about the kids? They'll know something's up if we just swoop in and stuff their presents in our pockets. Molly: We'll dodge their gizmos and gadgets and it'll be like we're Speeding through Disney swapped with an invisibility cloak. Bill: Who said you're my first choice for a partner, anyway? Alright, you're on. Weiter am, Molly! Molly: Great, now we just need to figure out the best way into the mansion. Maybe we could dress up as the birthday boy's favorite superhero? Or, we could sneak in a bunch of mini-drones and steal the presents from above. Bill: Those Little drones might be detected by the Barking automations. Plus, you almost electrocuted yourself last time you fiddled with one. Molly: Hmm, that's true. How about if we just come in disguised as clowns and carry the loot away in the balloons? No one would suspect a thing. Bill: Clowns? Molly, do you have any idea how terrifying clowns can be, especially for children? Trust me, we don't want to be the Party Poopers. Molly: Alright,Alright. How about we just wait for the parents to leave after the party and then go in and grab the presents then? Bill: That's much safer, but we'll be here until midnight looking for the five good steals. Still sounds like fun when you put it that way. Molly: Well then, let's get cracking. I'm going to rig up an alarm system short-circuit and you get the getaway car ready. It's party time at Tony Stark's for us, my friend.