"Alright, Bill, what's the plan?" "We waltz in, grab the gifts, and waltz out. Easy peasy." "Easy peasy? It’s a children’s party! There’s bound to be some overzealous parents!" "Exactly! Which is why we should dress up." "Dress up? What, like clowns?" "Why not? Clowns are harmless. No one suspects the clowns!" "Mmm, I don’t know. Clowns freak me out." "That’s the spirit! Fear is a great motivator!" "How about we dress as superheroes instead?" "Superheroes? In a room full of kids? That’ll just make us look like wannabes!" "Better than looking like a couple of creepy clowns! Alright, plan B: we just charm our way in." "Charming? Bill, you couldn’t charm a cupcake!" "Hey! I once charmed a cat... sort of." "Right, while it was trying to eat your sandwich." "Still counts! Alright, we’ll charm the parents, and then 'Oops! Look, presents!' Wham, bam, thank you, ma’am!" "What if they see us?" "We spin around and yell, 'Surprise! It’s a party!' It’s foolproof!" "Foolproof? More like foolhardy." "Same thing! So, are we in?" "Fine, but only if you wear the clown wig." "Deal!"