Molly carefully lowered her binoculars, a sly grin spreading across her face. "I've got it, Bill! We'll sneak in disguised as clowns—trust me, it's perfect!" Bill scratched his head, doubtful. "Clowns, Molly? You can't be serious." "Oh, but I am. Nobody pays attention to clowns at parties. Plus, think of the balloon animals," Molly insisted, her enthusiasm undeterred. Bill scoffed, "You and your balloon animals. Fine, but if this goes sideways, I'm blaming you." Molly playfully punched Bill's arm. "Don't be such a worrywart. Just practice your balloon-twisting skills." As they headed off to plan their daring escapade, laughter echoed through the dim alleyway—laughter that promised an unforgettable children's party.