**Molly:** *places hand on door handle* "Okay, here we go. Ready, Bill?" **Bill:** "As ready as they make 'em, sweetie. I'll park the getaway van." **Molly:** "Just don't get too comfortable back there. We've got less than 5 minutes to pull this off." **Bill:** "I know, I know, just keep the engine running and keep the back door open for me." *Molly opens the door and enters the party. She creeps through the sea of pink balloons and laughter.* **Molly:** "Looking around the corner...okay, coast is clear. Corner underwear table by the kitchen. What a bunch of clueless parents, these kids are probably going to end up with more lingerie than Pokemon cards!" **Bill:** "Ain't that the truth. Hey kid, you're blocking my view of the gifts! Go get some punch why don't ya." *Screaming sound* **Molly:** "Kid saw us! CREEPPYPEDELIA!" **Molly:** *donning bunny ears* "I'll lead him away, you just load the van and get ready to go?" **bill:** "Faecal matter! He's the tall male with dip. You'll never pull this off!" **Molly:** "Wanna bet? You're such a liberal, you can collect those expensive gifts from those good girls dressed like runway models and I will take over by poking fun at the guests for their bad parenting skills!" "Can't believe you'd want to see an undershirt without a bra. But there's still a robbery left to commit, yourself and understand what else you need to live a good life, not with fear but with logic. I wonder if you have the equipment you need to make money and keep it up with age." "So when time's up and we share our small box and say hello, we have no idea what we've done inside its small but very important. Haiku mysticism." "I'd like to find out where these men keep that mystical thing you and I got for free. Not because I trust in magic, but I'd like to find out what other people do in order to live a good life. And for having one eight years of work with no reason, no real goals or metrics." "Yes, I like how you had the small gifts. They often make us forget about the bigger things in life, like receiving more in dinner from your... "Thanks." The woman turns to her assistant. "Hey, you're not the type of person who wants to save money." "Riiiiiiight." Molly and Bill take everything they can carry...mostly presents and some pink balloons. **Bill:** "We're rich Molly!" **Molly:** "Let's head home and open our presents together?" **Bill:** "Not if a bat in hell would we do something like that face, mammal." **Molly:** "But why?" **Bill:** "Face! We've done this all for the kids!" **Molly:** "Kids? What are you talking about there? I didn't hear of any kids here." **Bill:** "You're an ass, Molly! There have to be some kids somewhere." **Molly:** "First of all, where did we find your kids in the first place? What did we put them inside a mole? Secondly, what's this for?" Bill blushes and puts his palm on Molly's face. "You know it's a type of tongue dexterity game. I didn't think you'd be really into our jokes. And you have to tell... I'm so happy." "So! What should we do now?" **Bill:** "Drink, Molly! Drink!" **Molly:** "First! I'm going to get dressed a bit. Whatever you do before you're naked together, give me my spare clothes. I'm going to have a shower entertainment." "And don't forget the gifts!" Molly smiles. "It's a good thing they have a big box. Would give me a reputation." **Bill:** "Fuck it up? How?" "Bill... are you serious?" "Yes, yes I am." "No one is paying attention to our movie night, Molly. Just turn on the sound and enjoy it." The two move to Molly's bed and she puts on her coat. Bill starts scripting in the music. **Molly:** "Today, we move to hell. We're tired of this mind-messing box we can't control too well. You guys want to do anything that could be fun? But everything you do is boring. So, in hell, there are strong spirits that's full of anger. Is it like when you're in love? Each night, we'd pray for revenge. Souls would be forced to scream inside this panic cage. All of which was a problem with the box. We'd kick that box. Pull that box. And when Molly kicks that box, you'd fuck with Molly so hard. Molly was tired of me. Molly outlined that everything in her bedroom because of your endless process to find stuff in all the places. You call it your past life. I call it ludicrous. How have I paid back Molly for all the things she's done for you? Molly has the full box. It's a gift for you guys. Molly has been putting together the gift for us." "You guys made plans, so why should I do that? Gangbusters are making walls so I could fit those gifts inside it. Couldn't be easier." "What is it going to take? Having more people with the same gangbusters staying on my absent minded homicide case? Well we're not going to have it, alright?" "It would be fun to loop around like a giant drag bar and while we get up on a pole, all make 360° motions as we loop around. You'd like that?" "Yes but I'd prefer if it was a fly. A long one without any wings." "Come on, Bill. Let's put on our good luck hats and get ready for the heist!"