“So, we’re really doing this, huh?” Molly asked, slipping into her all-black ensemble. “Absolutely!” Bill replied, grinning ear-to-ear. “It’s the perfect heist—they’ll never see it coming.” “But it’s a children’s party... Won’t we be causing heartbreak?” Molly inquired, hesitantly tying her mask. “Nonsense! They need to learn life lessons.” Bill smirked, juggling a few tiny gadgets. “Now, hand me the balloon animal kit.” “What’s that for?” Molly questioned, raising an eyebrow. “Distraction tactics, my dear! While I craft dachshunds, you snag the presents,” Bill explained, his eyes twinkling mischievously. “You’re ridiculous.” Molly rolled her eyes, yet couldn’t help but laugh at their absurd plan. “All right, let’s go. Operation: Party Pooper is a go!” Bill declared with a laugh, as they crept into the night, armed with lock-picks and a balloon animal manual.