"Alright, Bill, here's the plan," Molly whispered, checking her watch. "The party starts at noon. We need to be in and out before anyone notices." "Got it," Bill said, nodding. "But how are we going to get past all those kids and their parents?" "Easy," Molly replied. "We'll dress up as clowns. Who suspects clowns?" Bill chuckled. "You're crazy, but it just might work. What do we do with the presents once we have them?" "We stash them in the van," Molly said. "I've got a friend on the inside who'll help us load them up." "And what about the birthday boy? Won't he be upset?" Molly sighed. "We're not monsters, Bill. We'll leave a note saying the presents were accidentally taken by mistake. The parents will find them eventually." "That's a relief," Bill said. "I don't want to be on the naughty list." Molly grinned. "Don't worry, we'll be in and out before anyone knows what hit them." "One last thing," Bill said. "What do we do if someone asks us to do a balloon animal?" Molly laughed. "Just tell them we're on a break. Now let's get ready, we have a party to crash."