Molly peers around the corner of the living room, Bill double-checks the blueprints drawn on a napkin. Molly: "Are you sure the clown distraction works?" Bill: "Absolutely. I hired Joey the Joker to juggle under-flavored cupcakes. Kids will flock." Molly: "And the sugar comas will clear the room?" Bill: "Precisely. Which gives us ten minutes to nab every wrapped surprise and slip out." Molly: "What about the one with unicorn wrapping?" Bill: "Highest priority. It's sparkling." Molly: "Alright. We split: I grab the central table, you cover the side hamper." Bill: "Got it. And the exit route?" Molly: "Through the doggy door. Tiny enough for crates." Bill: "Will Santa’s prop interfere?" Molly: "If he complains, tell him his gig’s up." Bill: "Smart. Pajama party upstairs?" Molly: "Perfect cover. We’ll blend in after looting." Bill: "I’ll need a mini forklift." Molly: "I brought duct tape and a squeaky rubber chicken." Bill: "Essential tools. Let’s stealth." Molly: "Sneak in. Steal gifts. Sneak out." Bill: "Mischief managed." Molly: "Don't forget the glitter bombs I stashed by the piñata." Bill: "Good call. A shimmer diversion at midnight." Molly: "And the confetti cannons?" Bill: "Armed. We go loud or go home." Molly: "Bartender is a fake Santa, right?" Bill: "Sure, he owes me twenty bucks." Molly: "Kids will think Santa owes them extra toys." Bill: "Perfect alibi for empty boxes."