“Bill, you got the map?” “Got it right here, Molly. Back door's unguarded at 3 p.m.” “Excellent. What about the distraction?” “Clown’s ready. He’s got a water squirter and everything.” “Perfect. Now, the kids?” “All sugared up by 2:30. They won’t know what hit them.” “You sure about this, Bill? Stealing from a children’s party?” “Ah, come on, Molly. Ever heard of Robin Hood?” “Sure, but he didn’t exactly steal toys.” “Well, these are high-end, top-dollar toys. We could sell ‘em off, make a fortune.” “And how do we get out?” “Simple. Crouch down, blend in with the crab walk race.” “Genius. But what if we get caught?” “We won’t. I’ve memorized all the escape routes. And remember, we’ve got our backup plan.” “The piñata offer still stands?” “Filled with smoke bombs and glitter. Kids will love it.” “Alright, Bill. What about the parents?” “Busy with party games. Plus, I've scheduled a balloon animal show at the same time.” “This is starting to sound foolproof.” “Because it is. Just stick to the plan, Molly.” “And you got the costumes?” “Matching dinosaur onesies. No one will suspect a thing.” “Great. Let’s make history, partner.” “High-fives all around then. Tomorrow, 2:45. Don't be late.” “I’ll bring the cake knife.” “For the cake, right?” “Sure, Bill. Sure.”