"So, you're telling me we're gonna rob a *children's* party?" Molly stared at Bill incredulously. "Yep, and we're gonna take *all* the presents!" Bill beamed. "Have you lost your marbles?" Molly shook her head. "Why can't we stick to robbing banks or casinos like normal thieves?" "Banks and casinos are too risky, Moll!" Bill explained. "A children's party, on the other hand? No security, no guards, no cameras—" "And no *sense*!" Molly interrupted. "What are we gonna do with a bunch of *toys*?" Bill laughed, "We'll sell 'em on the black market! Trust me, Moll, this is the perfect plan!" "It's a terrible plan," Molly deadpanned. "But I suppose it's too late to turn back now." Bill rubbed his hands together, "Then it's settled! We'll be in and out like the wind. And hey, maybe we'll even grab some birthday cake on the way out!" "Absolutely not!" Molly sighed. "We're not *monsters*."