"Molly, are you sure this is a good idea?" Bill whispered as they crouched behind a hedge. "Relax, Bill. It's perfect. Who would suspect a heist at a children's party?" Molly replied, adjusting her oversized sunglasses. "That's exactly why it's a terrible idea. We'll stick out like sore thumbs." "Nonsense. We just need to blend in. Wear a goofy hat or something." "I can't believe I'm doing this." "Look, we need the cash, and those presents are probably loaded with the latest gadgets. Easy to fence." "Fine, but if we get caught, I'm blaming you." "Fair enough. Now, here's the plan: I'll create a distraction with the clown, and you sneak in through the back door." "Why do I have to sneak in?" "Because you're better at picking locks than I am." "True. What if there's no lock?" "Then just pretend you're a parent looking for the bathroom." "And if someone asks?" "Say you're lost. It's a children's party, not Fort Knox." "Alright, alright. Let's just get this over with." "That's the spirit! Remember, think like a thief but act like a parent. And try not to step on any balloons." "Great, balloons. My favorite."