"Alright, Molly, we've got the layout, we've got the schedule, and we've got the perfect disguise," Bill said, adjusting his bright pink wig and oversized bow tie. Molly, dressed in a matching getup, complete with a pair of novelty oversized sunglasses, raised an eyebrow. "You really think we're going to blend in with a bunch of screaming kids and harried parents?" "Trust me, I've done my research," Bill said, flipping through a thick notebook filled with scribbled notes and diagrams. "We'll be the coolest, most happening party clowns this side of the equator. No one will ever suspect a thing." Molly snorted. "Until we start stuffing our pockets with presents, that is." "Ah, but that's the beauty of it," Bill said, a sly grin spreading across his face. "We're not just after any old presents. We're after the big-ticket items. The iPad, the newest Lego set, the plush toys that are going to make every kid in the room green with envy." "And what's the plan for getting out of there with all this loot?" Molly asked, tapping her foot impatiently. "Well, that's the best part," Bill said, a faraway look in his eye. "I've got a team of expert diversionists on standby. They'll create a ruckus near the punch bowl, and while everyone's distracted, we slip out the back with the goods." Molly raised an eyebrow. "Expert diversionists? You mean, like, the same guys who 'accidentally' set off the fire alarm at the last job?" Bill chuckled. "Hey, that was just a minor setback. This time, we've got a real pro on the job. I'm thinking of calling him 'Sparkles'." Molly rolled her eyes. "Sparkles? What kind of ridiculous name is that?" Bill shrugged. "Hey, he's a free spirit, okay? He's all about the art of diversion. And besides, he came recommended by that guy who's always talking about his 'guaranteed' get-rich-quick schemes." Molly shot Bill a skeptical look. "You mean, Vinnie 'The Bull'?" Bill winced. "Shh, don't say his name out loud. I don't want to jinx the whole operation. But trust me, Vinnie's got connections. And Sparkles is going to make this whole thing a breeze." Molly sighed. "Okay, fine. But if we end up in a jail cell, I'm blaming you and your 'expert diversionist'." Bill grinned. "Don't worry, Molly. I've got everything under control. Now, let's get into character and go party like it's 1999!"