"Alright, Bill, listen up. This is our big score. We're talking mountains of unopened toys, rivers of candy, a veritable chocolate fondue fountain of opportunity." "You're really going to pull this off, Molly? Break into a kid's birthday party?" "Of course I am. It's foolproof. They'll be too busy bouncing around with their sugar highs to notice a couple of harmless adults sneaking around." "Harmless adults who are about to abscond with their presents? Sounds pretty far from harmless to me." "Details, details. We'll be in and out before they even realize their teddy bear collection has been decimated. I've scoped out the place. Side door, unlocked, weak lock. Piece of cake." "And the security?" Bill pointed at a picture of a man in a purple dinosaur costume. Molly snorted. "Barney? Please. Even a toddler could take him down." "What about the parents? They'll be suspicious of us." "They'll be too busy fawning over their little angels. Besides, we'll blend right in. I've got a whole 'concerned aunt' persona worked out." "This is madness, Molly. Absolute madness." "Don't be such a stick in the mud, Bill. Think of the possibilities! A lifetime supply of bouncy balls, enough plastic dinosaurs to build a Jurassic Park replica, and who knows, maybe even a pony." Bill stared at her, shaking his head. "I'm in."