Molly pored over the blueprint of "Kiddie Kingdom" party venue, a mischievous glint in her eye. Bill, lounging on the couch behind her, crunched on a potato chip, the sound amplifying in the tense silence. "Alright, here's the plan," Molly said, finally, her finger tracing the layout. "We hit the party during the pinata ceremony. Chaos will be our friend." Bill swallowed, his eyes lighting up. "I love chaos. What's the haul?" "All presents, plus the infamous 'Golden Cupcake' award – solid gold, Bill. Solid." Bill whistled, "Sweet. And how do we get past 'Bouncy Bob' and his vigilant gaze?" Molly smirked, "Leave that to me. I've got a disguise that'll make me blend in seamlessly with theWSJ-shortlisted-children's-party-entertainer crowd." Bill raised an eyebrow, "A clown suit?" Molly nodded, unfazed. "The ultimate travellers' cloak of invisibility. No one suspects a thing from a grown adult in a bright orange wig." Bill chuckled, the crunching resumed, "You're a genius, Molls."