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Molly: “Okay, Bill, whisper—this is a birthday party, not a courtroom.” Bill: “I’m whispering with confidence. Confidence is quiet. Stealing is quiet-ish.” Molly: “No ‘ish.’ We’re taking every present. Not opening them. Just relocating them to our bag of destiny.” Bill: “Bag of destiny sounds illegal. Can we call it ‘mildly suspicious duffel’?” Molly: “Fine. Mildly suspicious duffel. First move: disguise.” Bill: “I have the perfect disguise.” Molly: “Let me guess—your face taped to a clown costume again?” Bill: “It’s a learning process. The clown gets better, eventually.” Molly: “Your clown is unionized and demands better padding.” Bill: “Relax. I also brought a decoy. I’m wearing a hat that says ‘NOT FOR YOU’.” Molly: “That’s what criminals always wear.” Bill: “That’s what successful criminals always wear.” Molly: “Listen, the kids are distracted by cake. We strike during frosting chaos.” Bill: “Frosting chaos is my specialty. I can sense sprinkles like a bloodhound senses guilt.” Molly: “Focus. You go left; I go right. If someone asks questions, we’re ‘party helpers.’” Bill: “And if the party host asks for help?” Molly: “We’ll ‘help’ by dramatically holding a clipboard we can’t read.” Bill: “Great. I’ll drop confetti to cover our footsteps.” Molly: “Confetti covers footsteps like a napkin covers taxes.” Bill: “Taxes are heavier than presents.” Molly: “Exactly. Now, bags ready?” Bill: “Ready. I’m ready. Emotionally, I’m also ready.” Molly: “Silence, then go.” Bill: “I’m going—quietly—like a magician stealing applause.”