"You really think this'll work, Bill?" "Trust me, Molly. Kids' birthday parties are a gold mine these days. Little Timmy's getting a PS5, Sally's getting an iPhone, and don't get me started on the envelope stuffed with birthday money from Grandma." "But why this specific party?" "Because, genius, the dad's some tech CEO. These Silicon Valley types spare no expense. Plus, I got the intel from my cousin who's doing the catering." "Won't there be, like, parents everywhere?" "That's the beauty of it. Everyone's gonna be watching the magician we hired. While he's pulling rabbits out of hats, we're pulling presents out the back door." "We hired a magician? With what money?" "Relax, it's my brother-in-law. He owes me for bailing him out last month." "I can't believe we're about to rob a bunch of eight-year-olds." "Hey, these kids get new presents every week. Consider it a lesson in sharing." "You're awful, Bill." "Yeah, but I'm awful with a plan. Now, did you get those clown costumes I asked for?"