Molly: "Al'know what, Billsy? Ain't no party like a children's party, 'cuase the loot's always naughty nice." Bill: "Hey, are you trying to say my loot is naughty, Molly-bo-jolly?" Molly: "Ain't nothing naughty 'bout your loot, Billsy-boy, 'cept how naughty I am fer it!" Bill: "Keep it PG-13, Molly-Moo-Cakes. We're 'bout to rob some innocent tykes." Molly: "Ex-squeeze me? 'Bout to? We already did the crib-casing, Will-a-Bill. We know that rich-y Richards has a birthday bash at noon tomorrow and that the parents will be distract –" Bill: "Uh-uh, Molly-kins. Proper thieves never use the D-word. We're gonna heist some grins." Molly: "A'ight, a'ight. We gonna heist some grins at noon, when the parents be... preoccupied." Bill: "Much better. And how we gonna do this, Goldilocks-Molly?" Molly: "Simple, Billy-the-Kid-do-the-opposite. We go in, dump a bag of glitter, wait for the moms to freak, and badda-boom-boom-boom! We're in like flinty-thieves." Bill: "Molly-Moo-Moo, you sure this'll work?"