Molly: "Alright, Bill, let's hit this party like it's Christmas under the sea! We've got a full-on present buffet here." Bill: "Sure thing, Molly. The parents won't even notice the shift in tides if we slip in quick enough." Molly: "I've scoped out the room. The presents are all lined up like a toy parade. First one in, first one out—sort of." Bill: "Harry Potter's collection will be our treasure chest. Those good ones are more valuable than gold!" Molly: "Speaking of which, our cloaks are tailor-made for invisibility, remember? This party will melt in the sun." Bill: "Good point. Now, about the security. The cameras are as blind as a bat in daylight." Molly: "I've noticed that. But for real, let's charm-officious. I'll start with the Elsa costumes; her wand can open some heart doors." Bill: "And I'll snag the collectibles—that enchanted light saber will fetch a pretty penny once we've laid down our magical masterpiece." Molly: "This escapade is more thrilling than my pre-sleep routine. But hey, it's all fair in love, war, and holiday party heists." Bill: "Here's to a Little Mermaid's dream come true. Let's make it memorable for these tykes." Molly: "And our pocketbooks into actual pockets, heh. I'm off to cast my first charm! Farquaad, make way for the grand larcenist!" (They exchange a nod and vanish into the party as if part of the celebration, their laughter almost lost among the festivities.) -----