"Okay, Molly, hear me out. We break in tonight, grab the presents, and we're out before those kids even notice." "Bill, are you serious? We'd get walloped by the security cameras. Plus, those kids are fierce. I saw one with a water balloon ready." "Relax, I’ve got a plan. We sneak in through the backyard, hide behind the hedge until the coast’s clear." "And then what? Just tiptoe in like pros?" "Exactly. No noise, no fuss. We grab the biggest, shiniest presents first—those Xbox boxes, the giant teddy bear, the princess castle." "Bill, think about the noise. Kids screaming, parents yelling, probably even a dog barking." "That’s why we work fast. We load everything into the duffle, pretend we're just part of the cleanup crew." "Right. Because no one will notice two suspicious figures hauling presents past the snoozing bouncy house." "Hey, I’m telling you, if we act casual, no one will catch us." "Casual? Bill, I’m not sure casual works when you’re trying to swipe a drone and a giant piñata." "Come on, Molly. We’ve pulled off worse. Remember the bakery heist? We only got chocolate-covered fingers but the loot was sweet." "Yeah, but this? This is a children's party, Bill. It’s a minefield." "Think of it as a treasure hunt. Just with more snacks and fewer pirates." "All right, but if we get caught, I’m blaming you." "Deal. Now, let’s move before the parents start singing 'Happy Birthday' for the fifth time."