"Alright, Bill, let's go over the plan one more time," Molly said, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Sure thing, Molly. We sneak in through the back gate at 3 PM sharp," Bill replied, adjusting his cap. "And why 3 PM?" Molly quizzed, testing him. "Because that's when the magician starts his act. All eyes on him, none on us," Bill grinned. "Exactly. Now, once we're in, what's next?" Molly asked, tapping her foot impatiently. "We head straight for the gift table. It's usually near the bouncy castle, right?" Bill confirmed, scratching his chin. "Right. And remember, no clowning around. We grab the presents and get out," Molly instructed, her voice firm. "But what if someone spots us?" Bill wondered, a hint of worry in his voice. "That's why we have the disguises, Bill. No one suspects a couple of clowns at a kid's party," Molly reassured him, holding up a red nose. "Good point. And the exit plan?" Bill inquired, nodding. "We slip out the side gate, blend in with the parents leaving early. Easy peasy," Molly explained, her confidence unwavering. "And if things go south?" Bill asked, raising an eyebrow. "We improvise. Remember, we're professionals," Molly said, winking. "Right, professionals. So, what about the cake?" Bill asked, suddenly curious. "The cake?" Molly echoed, puzzled. "Yeah, can we grab a slice on the way out?" Bill chuckled. "Focus, Bill! We're not here for cake," Molly scolded, though a smile tugged at her lips. "Okay, okay. No cake. Just presents," Bill agreed, holding up his hands in surrender. "Exactly. Now, any questions?" Molly asked, scanning his face. "Just one. Why are we doing this again?" Bill questioned, tilting his head. "Because, Bill, it's the ultimate heist. Who else can say they stole from a kid's party?" Molly replied, her eyes twinkling. "True. And the loot?" Bill pressed, curious. "Think of all the toys, gadgets, and maybe even some cash. It's a goldmine," Molly said, her excitement palpable. "Alright, I'm in. Let's do this," Bill declared, his resolve firm. "Great. Remember, stick to the plan and we'll be out in no time," Molly reminded him, her voice steady. "Got it. And if we get caught?" Bill asked, a hint of doubt creeping in. "We won't. But if we do, just act like a confused clown," Molly advised, smirking. "Confused clown. Got it. Anything else?" Bill asked, ready to go. "Just one thing. Don't forget to smile. We're clowns, after all," Molly said, grinning. "Right. Smile and wave," Bill repeated, nodding. "Exactly. Now, let's get those presents," Molly said, her determination clear. "Let's do it," Bill agreed, his excitement matching hers. With a final nod, they both slipped on their clown noses, ready to embark on their most unusual heist yet.