Molly: "You remember the Henderson's bash, right, Bill? The one where the prized teddy bears are locked up in the attic." Bill: "Yeah, I do. With the kids roaming free outside, it’s the perfect heist." Molly: "Let's split up then. I'll distract the dog, and you snag the presents. Keep it quiet!" Bill: "No sweat, I’ve got my eyes and my silent steps." Molly: "How do you plan on unlocking those doors without the key?" Bill: "Easy. The lock clicks just with a calm, soft whisper of 'parties are for children, are they not?' It’s child’s play." Molly: "That's adorable. Just make sure you don’t puke on any toys. Bad press." Bill: "No puke, no party. Understood. Capes on, Molly. It's showtime." (As Bill approaches the attic, the door swings open.) Bill: "Voilà!" Molly: (squeaks to the dog) "Is my circus on a new season's start?" Bill: "Hit the jackpot, Molly! Mighty teddy bears to report directly to robotic bag!" (Molly feigns excitement, tossing the dog a plush toy.) Molly: "Ciao, little buddy! You're retiring!" (Bill tiptoes past, grabbing bags as he whispers, "Party animals, now distracted, now free!") Molly: "Sneaky, sneaky. Enough party drama for today." Bill: "The best drama I've had in a minute. Let's skedaddle before the Henderson kid spies us." (They merge into the crowd, balloons and laughter painting the perfect cover for the night's grand larceny.) (Dialogue: 150 words)