Here is a 195 word scene with 50% dialogue between Molly and Bill planning a heist: Molly paced back and forth in the dark alleyway, wringing her hands. "I don't know, Bill. This seems too risky, even for us." Bill leaned against the brick wall, arms crossed. "Oh come on, Mols. It's a piece of cake. A bunch of six-year-olds at a birthday party? We'll be in and out in five minutes tops." "But stealing presents from little kids?" Molly frowned. "It just seems wrong." "You're going soft on me," Bill said. "Since when do you have qualms about ripping off the rich and clueless?" Molly sighed. "You're right. I just need the cash so bad right now, I'm willing to throw morals aside." "Atta girl," Bill said, clapping her on the back. "Now come on, let's go over the plan again. I'll distract the adults while you sneak in the back..." The pair huddled together under the dim streetlight, voices lowering to whispers as they plotted their heinous crime. The only witnesses were a few rats scurrying by in the night.