"I'm telling you, Molly, it's the perfect score," Bill said, a sly grin spreading across his face. "A children's birthday party? You can't be serious," Molly replied, raising an eyebrow. "Why not? The kid's gotta be related to someone rich. I mean, have you seen the bounce house they've got set up? That thing's gotta cost more than my apartment," Bill said, nodding towards the giant inflatable castle that towered over the party. "And what makes you think the presents are going to be worth our while?" Molly asked, crossing her arms over her chest. "Come on, it's a rich kid's party. They're gonna be giving out iPads and laptops like they're party favors. We're talking thousands, Molly. Possibly tens of thousands," Bill said, his eyes shining with excitement. "I don't know, Bill. I'm not exactly thrilled about stealing from kids. It's just so... Grinchy," Molly said, frowning. "Ah, don't be such a softie. We're not stealing from the kids, we're stealing from their rich, entitled parents. It's practically a public service," Bill said, chuckling.