"You can't be serious, Bill. A kid's birthday party?" "Think about it, Molly. Rich parents, thirty kids minimum, that's at least thirty expensive presents sitting there." "This is low, even for you." "Low? It's brilliant! Kids are distracted by the clown, parents are taking photos, we slip in through the back gate, grab the goods, and we're gone before they sing Happy Birthday." "A clown? Please tell me you're not planning to dress as the entertainment." "No, no, they hired some guy named Giggles. I checked." "Of course you did. And what about the cake? You gonna steal that too?" "Don't be ridiculous. Though I heard it's triple chocolate..." "Bill!" "Kidding! Look, these are Southampton kids. We're talking iPads, gaming consoles, designer clothes. Easy fence." "I hate that this actually makes sense." "That's why I'm the brains of this operation." "You're something alright. Fine, but if we make one kid cry-" "We won't. They'll be too busy watching Giggles make balloon animals." "I can't believe I'm robbing a birthday party." "That's the spirit! Now, about that cake..."