"Molly, you can't be serious. A children's party?" "Dead serious, Bill. Think about it. All those shiny new toys, gadgets, and gift cards just waiting to be snatched." "But... it's for kids. Isn't that a bit, I don't know, low?" "Low? It's genius! Nobody would expect it. Plus, have you seen what parents spend these days? We're talking serious loot here." "I don't know... What's the plan?" "Simple. We dress up as clowns." "Clowns? You've got to be kidding me." "Nope. We entertain, we distract, we pilfer. Easy peasy." "And what about the kids? Won't they notice their presents are gone?" "By the time they do, we'll be long gone. Come on, Bill. Where's your sense of adventure?" "I think I left it in my other pants. The ones without polka dots and a red nose." "Don't be such a baby. It'll be fun!" "Fun? Robbing babies is fun now?" "They're not babies, they're six-year-olds. Big difference." "Oh, well in that case, sign me up for a life of crime against kindergarteners." "That's the spirit! Now, let's practice your balloon animals."