"Alright, Molly, we've got the layout of the playplace. How do you plan on getting us past the bouncy castle?" "Leave that to me, Bill. I've been practicing my 'enthusiastic mom' face. I can blend in with the parental units." "Uh-huh. And what's the signal to grab the loot?" "Whenever someone yells 'Pin the Tail on the Donkey' for the fifth time, we make our move. The adults will be distracted, and the kids will be too sugar-high to notice." "Genius. What's the estimated haul?" "Minimum of twenty gift cards, at least a dozen shiny new toys, and if we're lucky, a few unguarded piñatas filled with cash." "Lucky? You think piñatas are just filled with cash willy-nilly?" "Well, a thief can dream, can't she? Okay, serious for a sec – how's the get-away stroller holding up?" "Holding up like a charm. Stolen from a genuine hipster, so it's got all the fixin's: neon rims, a coffee cup holder... " "Perfect. We're going to make off like bandits... with a really cool stroller."