"I'm telling you, Bill, it's the perfect score. A room full of sugared-up kids, distracted parents, and a mountain of gifts just begging to be lifted." "Are you insane, Molly? We're not exactly known for our child-friendly repertoire. What's next, knocking over a Chuck E. Cheese's?" "It's not about the kids, it's about the loot. And have you seen the prices of those stupid animatronic toys? We're talking thousands, Bill. Thousands." "There's got to be a catch. What's the security like?" "From what I've gathered, it's a bunch of harried parents trying to keep the little monsters from destroying the balloon animal guy. I've got a contact on the inside who's going to make sure the exit is clear." "A contact? What, did you bribe the birthday kid with an extra scoop of ice cream or something?" "Let's just say I have my ways. Now, are you in or out?" "Oh, I'm in. But only if I get to wear the clown suit."