"This is crazy, Molly!" Bill whispered, crouched behind a balloon-laden bush. "Nonsense, Bill," Molly replied, adjusting her clown wig. "It's genius! No one will suspect the clowns." "But this is a kids' party! What if we traumatize them?" "We're not stealing their candy, just the presents. They'll recover." "And what if the parents notice two extra clowns?" "Leave that to me. I've got our invitation right here." Molly pulled out a crayon-drawn map with a large 'X' marking the present table. "That's a kid's drawing!" "It's an 'inside job', Bill. Little Timmy's on our side." "This is ridiculous..." "Come on, Bill! Let's go make some kids cry. I mean, laugh. Laugh, definitely laugh." Bill sighed. "Fine, but if we get caught, it's all on you." "Deal. Now, put on your red nose and smile."