"Okay, Bill. Phase one: clown neutralization." "Neutralization? He’s twisting a balloon into a poodle." "A diversionary tactic. Now, the gift pile, designated ‘The Hoard,’ is by the cake." "You mean the one with that terrifying cartoon dog?" "Focus. The primary obstacle is the piñata. It's a suspended booby trap." "Molly, it's a paper-mâché donkey full of cheap sweets. Kids are lining up to batter it." "A timed event! Perfect. We move on the fourth swing. The sugar-rush chaos provides our exit window." "Fourth swing? Are you serious?" "Deadly. I've calculated the structural integrity. What's our cover?" "I brought a fake mustache." "Excellent. Mine's in the glovebox. They'll think we're just embarrassing dads." "What's the prize? A remote-control car? A board game about farming?" "The intel was vague. It just said ‘big.’ Let's move. On my mark." "Just don't make me go in the bouncy castle again." "No promises."