“Alright, Bill, do you have the map of the party layout?” “Of course, Molly. I even marked where they keep the piñata. That's our jackpot.” “Great. But what's your distraction plan?” “I’m dressing up as a clown.” “You? A clown? Can you juggle?” “Juggle? No, but I do a mean balloon animal.” “A balloon animal made of hot air, like you?” “Very funny, Molly. What’s your role then?” “I’m going as a magician. I’ll make the cake disappear.” “But you can’t do magic.” “Neither can you juggle, remember?” “Touché. When’s the best time to strike?” “When they bring out the giant cake. Sugar rush chaos, you know?” “What about the kids? They’re tougher than they look!” “Kids love clowns, Bill. Just honk your nose.” “Won’t it backfire if they start crying?” “Then do a pratfall. They’ll laugh, trust me.” “Okay, but who’s unlocking the gift room?” “That’ll be our friend—Mr. Squeaky Wheelie Cart.” “What's his role?” “He’ll quietly roll in and wheel out the loot.” “Remind me why we’re doing this again?” “Because I’ve always wanted a Lego castle.” “Feeling like royalty, are you?” “Absolutely, and you said you wanted a new race car set.” “Alright, let’s make this the heist of a birthday.”