"Bill, you got the clown costume ready?" "Of course, Molly. Red nose, big shoes, the whole shebang." "And the plan?" "Simple. We waltz in, make balloon animals, and swipe the gifts." "Balloon animals? You know how to make those?" "How hard can it be? Twist, turn, voilà!" "Right. And the kids?" "Easy. Distract them with candy. Kids love candy." "Okay, but what if they start crying?" "Then we juggle. I’ve been practicing." "Juggling? Since when?" "Since I realized kids are unpredictable." "Fine. But what about the parents?" "Leave them to me. I’ll charm them with my clown antics." "Clown antics? You mean like falling over?" "Exactly. Who doesn’t love a clumsy clown?" "Alright, but what if they catch on?" "Then we make a run for it. I’ve got a getaway car ready." "A clown car?" "No, Molly, a real car. We’re not amateurs." "Good. And the presents?" "Stuff them in the big clown pants. No one will suspect a thing." "Big clown pants, huh? You’ve thought of everything." "Always do. Ready to crash a party?" "Ready as I’ll ever be. Let’s make it a birthday to remember." "For us, not them." "Exactly. Let’s go steal some smiles... and presents."