“Alright, Bill. So here's the plan,” Molly said, smirking as she fiddled with a party hat. “A plan? You have a plan?” Bill raised an eyebrow, his expression skeptical. “Of course, I have a plan! Look, we go in, grab the presents, and get out. Simple.” “Simple? You do realize it’s a kids’ party, right? I mean, I have a hard time stealing from kids. They’re so innocent!” “Please, Bill. It’s not like we’re stealing their lollipops. We’re taking what they won’t even notice!” “You think they won’t notice? What about when they unwrap their gifts and find… nothing?” “They probably won’t notice for at least a week. Trust me, kids are self-absorbed. My nephew took a week to notice he had a tear in his favorite superhero cape.” “Yeah, and then he probably cried for days about it. You really want to be on the receiving end of that?” “We’re not the ones who will be there for the aftermath! We just need the goods!” “Are you sure you want to risk it? What if there’s a grumpy parent or a pack of sugar-fueled kids?” “Oh, please! What’s the worst that could happen? We get chased out by balloons and cupcakes? Forget about it!” “Remember last month when we tried to steal the cupcakes? Those kids were relentless!” “It was just one cupcake, Bill! That little girl took down seven years of karate classes for that!” “Exactly! That could happen again! We need to think this through.” “Bill, come on! We’ve pulled off bigger heists than this. Like the time we stole those lawn flamingos!” “Those weren’t lawn flamingos; they were actual flamingos! You know, the exotic birds?” “Tomato, tomahto! Same idea, right? We swoop in, grab the loot, and nobody’s the wiser. What’s the plan here? We’re either thieves or we’re not.” “I’m not saying we aren’t thieves. I just think this is a—” “—‘ethically questionable’ situation? Bill, this is like Robin Hood!” “Robin Hood stole from the rich to give to the poor. We’re just… stealing to buy pizza!” “Fine, but at least we’ll have snacks during the heist! Listen, we put on some silly disguises, blend in with the partygoers, and get away with it. How hard can it be?” “Silly disguises? Like what? Do you have a giant cupcake costume?” “Good idea! But no—what about those fluffy animal onesies? Those are in right now!” “Oh great, two adult criminals rolling up to steal gifts… in animal onesies. Sounds inconspicuous.” “It’s all about lowering expectations. Think about it! Who would suspect the bunnies!” “The only thing people suspect is how weird we are. What’s next? A unicorn?” “Hey, I’m just trying to make it festive! Do we want to have fun or not?” “Fun? Personally, I was thinking about being serious, Molly. You know, we could go old-school and wear black ski masks.” “Ugh! So boring. Think of the headlines! ‘Bunnies Steal Gifts from Kids!’ That’ll go viral!” “Great. Because that's the legacy I’ve always wanted.” “C’mon, Bill! Let’s make some magic happen. Admit it, it’ll be legendary!” “Alright, fine! But if I get kicked by a toddler in a dinosaur costume, I’m blaming you.” “Deal! Now, let’s go steal some gifts!”