"Alright, Bill, here's the plan: we sneak in through the back door. It's a children's party, so security should be a piece of cake." "Molly, you sure about this? I mean, kids' parties are usually swarming with parents. They can be surprisingly vigilant." "Relax, will ya? We're in and out before anyone notices. Besides, who suspects a couple of adults at a birthday party?" "Fair point. So, what's our cover story if someone asks why we're there?" "We're the entertainment. You're the magician, and I'm your lovely assistant. Easy peasy." "A magician? Molly, I can barely shuffle a deck of cards." "Exactly. They won't suspect a thing. Just mumble some gibberish and wave your hands around." "Great, I'll be the worst magician ever. What's our exit strategy?" "Simple. We grab the presents, duck into the bathroom, and slip out the window. The car will be waiting around the corner." "And if someone catches us?" "Play it cool. Act like we're heading to another party. 'Oh, these presents? Just holding them for a friend.'" "This is nuts, Molly. You know that, right?" "Come on, Bill. Where's your sense of adventure? Think of the look on their faces when they realize the gifts are gone." "Yeah, sheer terror. Alright, let's do this... I guess."