"You really think this is gonna work, Bill?" "Trust me, Molly. Kids' birthday parties are a goldmine. Rich parents trying to outdo each other with expensive gifts." "But stealing from children? That's low, even for us." "Hey, these ain't poor kids. Did you see the address? It's in the Heights. Besides, they've probably got three of everything already." "What's our way in?" "I got us jobs as party entertainers. You're gonna be a fairy princess." "I'm gonna be a what now?" "Complete with wings and a tiara. I'm the magician." "You can't do magic." "I can make presents disappear, can't I?" "Very funny. So what's the timing?" "We go in at three, entertain the brats for an hour, then during cake time we hit the gift table. Everything goes in my magic trunk." "And if someone catches us?" "We say we're moving the presents to a special surprise location." "You've really thought this through, haven't you?" "It's foolproof." "That's what you said about the pet store job." "Hey, how was I supposed to know parrots could talk?"