"So, we're really doing this, huh?" Molly's eyes narrowed as she spread the crude map across the table. "Yes ma'am! Operation Birthday Bandit is a go." Bill tapped the X marked 'bouncy castle.' "You realize these are children's presents, right? Stuffed animals and plastic dinosaurs." "And video games! Don't forget the latest PlayStation stuff. Kids are swimming in tech these days." "Still feels wrong." Molly chewed her lip. "Like stealing candy from a baby." "That's literally what we're doing. Except it's wrapped candy. With gift receipts." "What's our entry point again?" "We dress as clowns. Nobody questions clowns at a kid's party." "I hate clowns." "You'll be a clown who hates clowns. Very meta." "And the getaway?" "Ice cream truck. Already hot-wired it." "Bill!" "Kidding! Rented. Legit. So, we grab the loot during the cake cutting when everyone's distracted." "What if a kid sees us?" "We say we're taking them to be wrapped better. Kids are gullible." "We're terrible people." "Terrible people who'll be PlayStation-rich. You in?" "Fine. But I'm not making balloon animals."