"Alright, Bill, you got the plan?" "Yeah, Molly, but remind me why we're stealing from a kids' party again?" "Because, Bill, nobody expects it. Plus, those presents are probably worth a fortune." "Right, right. So, what's the first step?" "We sneak in disguised as clowns." "Clowns? Seriously?" "Yes, Bill. Clowns. It's a kids' party. We blend in." "Fine. And then?" "We distract the kids with balloon animals." "Balloon animals? I can barely tie my shoes, Molly." "Don't worry, I got that covered. You just focus on the cake." "The cake? What does the cake have to do with anything?" "While they're distracted by the cake, we grab the presents." "Okay, but what if someone catches us?" "That's why we have the confetti cannons." "Confetti cannons? You're kidding." "Nope. Instant chaos. We slip out in the confusion." "Alright, but what about the parents?" "Bill, parents love clowns. Just keep smiling and honking your nose." "Honk my nose? This is getting ridiculous." "Do you want the presents or not?" "Fine, fine. Clowns, balloons, cake, confetti. Got it." "Good. Now, let's go over the escape route." "Escape route? We're clowns, Molly. How hard can it be to run?" "Trust me, Bill. Always have an escape route." "Alright, alright. Let's do this." "That's the spirit. Now, put on your big shoes." "Big shoes? Oh, come on!" "Just do it, Bill." "Fine. But if I trip, you're carrying me." "Deal. Now, let's go steal some presents."