"Alright, here's the plan," said Bill, unrolling his extensive map of the venue. "Molly and I will sneak in as costumed entertainers." Molly took the map from Bill and spread it out. They sat at a hotel room table that the lobby staff disposed of and parked there was the keycard. The two thieves pored over the floor plan. "Once inside, we get to the staircase on the second floor." "That's where the stash is kept, right?" "Yup. And there's no security cameras." "Are you sure about that?" "Yeah, I'm positive! We're not going to attract unwanted attention, just you wait." "Alright then...then what? You know, the part where we actually THIEVE all the presents?" "Then we get them in a black duffle bag. "Oh look, water balloons!" *throws balloons in their path" and outrun the sprites and party pleasers?" "You think we can do that while carrying a heavy bag of loot?" "It's not that heavy, it's just water balloons! Give me two bags and we'll have them ready for us." "Two bags? Are you out of your--" "I've already put it on my shopping list." "'Black Bag, the kind that could fit Thirty water balloons.' Is that what you've written down Mol?" "Just go on...shhh, stop interrupting me. So we'll get all of the loot, the loot, the WATER BALLOONS, is grabbed in the bag, and...all we have to do is get out the back door undetected?" "Yes, that's the plan." "Oh my God, Bill, think about this...think about all those kids right now... celebrating, happily, without any of you larceny... However. There is another choice...we can just ask them for their toys." "What? No, I'm not just asking them, that's an invitation to involvement I-Oh, because the mall is more enjoyable than a quaint resort in Colombia with your personal pilot and Bebbs-porter?" "I am not interests in Colombia nor any pilot nor any Bebbs-porter! I'd rather be at that shindig playing mahjong than have my hidey hole here be sold unknowingly to some barista. Even MORE so than stealing useless things from other people?" "But the shoes!" "Those are barely worth fifteen bucks." "There's hundreds of them." "Yes, they're historically priceless. I swear, you and mi amor were made for each other." "You did NOT just say that..." "And what were you thinking?" "Perritos! Did you see that?" "We're never gonna make it into the thieves market with this chat, Molly! Goodnight." "Wait! Oh...oh my God." "I cannot believe...it can't be."