Here is a 198 word scene with 10% dialogue between Molly and Bill planning to steal presents from a children's party: Molly peeked around the corner into the backyard where a dozen six-year-olds were running and laughing, scrambling to break open the pile of presents laid out on a table. She ducked back and turned to Bill. "There's got to be at least twenty gifts out there," she said. "Mostly small stuff, but a few bigger boxes too." Bill nodded, eyeing the backyard gate. "Piece of cake. We'll wait until they all go inside for cake, then hop the fence and grab as much as we can carry." Molly agreed. The sound of children's laughter drifted on the warm spring air. Scraps of colored paper drifted across the lawn as the kids tore into gift after gift with greedy abandon. Molly's fingers twitched with anticipation. Ten more minutes and the cake would come out. Ten more minutes and they'd make their move. A quick dash across the yard, over the low fence, sweep up the remaining presents and disappear before anyone noticed. Ten more minutes and their pockets would be bulging with other people's loot.