"Are you seriously suggesting we rob a bunch of six-year-olds?" "Think about it, Molly! Kids get expensive stuff these days. iPads, designer sneakers, fancy Legos—" "Bill, we'd be stealing birthday presents from children." "Not stealing, redistributing! We're like reverse Robin Hood." "That makes us the bad guys!" "Look, I've cased this joint. The Pemberton kid's birthday party. Rich neighborhood, spoiled brats, parents who won't even notice a few missing gifts." "How do we even get in? Disguises?" "I've got it all figured out. You're the new nanny, I'm the balloon artist." "You can't make balloon animals." "How hard can it be? Twist, squeeze, pop—boom, poodle." "This is insane." "Come on, what's the worst that could happen? A bunch of kids crying? They do that anyway." "Fine, but if we get caught by a toddler, I'm blaming you." "Deal. And Molly? Bring backup balloons. I have a feeling I'll need them." "Why do I always let you talk me into these things?" "Because deep down, you love the chaos." "I really don't."