"Okay, so we know the party starts at two. We arrive at one-thirty, posing as the piñata guy and the clown." "Have you got the piñata costume?" "I rented it, yeah. I'm not making one from scratch, are you kidding me?" "Fair enough. What's the best way in?" "Parking lot access, obviously. I found the blueprint online. We slip in through the dumpster entrance, make our way to the storage room, and then right into the party." "Genius. What's the haul looking like?" "Looks like a solid forty gift boxes, maybe fifty. The kid's parents are loaded." "Awesome. What's the plan for the presents?" "We split them up, toss them in the duffel bags, and meet back at the dumpster. I've got a buyer lined up, should make a nice profit." "And what about the kids? Won't they notice?" "We'll just tell them the piñata exploded and the presents went flying. They're idiots, they'll believe anything." "What if it doesn't explode?" "We'll just yell 'Bears!' or something and make a run for it." "Is that really the best plan we have?" "Hey, it's better than nothing." "Let's get some coffee and work on it."