"Alright, Bill, listen up. This isn't some stuffy museum heist, we're talking presents. Stuffed animals, board games, the works. Basically, a sugar-fueled paradise." "You callin' me a sugar fiend, Molly?" "Don't get your knickers in a twist. Just sayin', we're gonna be swimming in loot. Now, the intel says there's a bouncy castle, right? We swing in, grab the goods, swing out." "Bouncy castle? You're serious? We're gonna look like a couple of clowns trying to escape on a pogo stick." "Suit yourself, Bill. I'm picturing a graceful pirouette, a subtle snatch, and bam! Gone before they even realize we're missing." "Graceful? You? You tripped over a dust bunny last week." "Hey, that was a strategically placed dust bunny, designed to throw off pursuers. Look, just trust me. We'll be in and out before the pinata explodes." "Fine, fine. But if I see a unicorn, I'm taking it. No questions asked." "Deal. Now, how about we scope out the perimeter and figure out our escape route? I'm thinking a strategically placed cupcake explosion."