"Are you sure about this, Molly? A children's party? It feels… undignified." "Bill, focus. The targets are pristine, unguarded, and wrapped in shiny paper. It’s the perfect heist. Plus, free cake." "The cake is for five-year-olds. It’s probably got clowns on it." "Exactly! No one suspects the person admiring the clown frosting. Now, the distraction: the bouncy castle. You’re on it." "Why me? I have delicate knees!" "Because you’re the only one who can successfully ‘trip’ and cause a chain reaction of screaming toddlers. The ensuing chaos is our window." "A chain reaction of screaming toddlers? Molly, that’s not a distraction, that’s a war crime." "It’s a tactical diversion. While the parents are peeling kids off the ceiling, I’ll be by the gift table, liberating the presents. It’s a simple in-and-out job. Just don’t get too attached to any of the children." "Fine. But if I get glitter on my good trousers, the cost of dry cleaning is coming out of my share." "Deal. Now, put on your happy face. Operation: Birthday Bash is a go."