Molly: Bill, you've got the blueprints, right? This heist has to be flawless if we don't want to end up in the slammer. Bill: (smirking) Relax, Molls, I've got it covered. According to these plans, the loot is just begging to be taken. All we gotta do is wait 'til the piñata distraction and make our move. Molly: (nervous chuckle) I don't know, man. I feel like we're stooping low, stealing from a kids' party. Bill: (whispering) Molls, it's either this or mac 'n' cheese for the next month. Besides, these rich kids won't miss a few toys. It's, uh... redistributing the wealth. Molly: (sighs) Fine, but let's make this quick. Any sign of thewachascallit, that party monitor, and we're outta here, alright? Bill: (grinning) Roger that, partner. And don't you worry about the LMP, I got my trusty stun-balloon just in case. Molly: (eyebrows raised) Stun-balloon? Bill, have you been watching too many spy movies? Bill: (defensive) Hey, I read about it on the dark web. They're all the rage in undercover ops, I tell ya! Molly: (rolling her eyes) Alright, alright, just don't accidentally stun yourself, 'kay? Bill: (chuckling) Trust me, I got this.