Run: 2024-10-01-01J94RAXHT78QDVA9V5PDZH08W

Molly and Bill flanked the side of the suburban house, their breath fogging in the chilly night air. The muffled screams of children's giggles drifted through closed windows. Bill checked his watch. "Two minutes. You sure about this, Mol?" Molly grinned, her dark eyes gleaming. "Live a little, Bills. Besides, it's not like we're stealing cash or jewels. Just some toys." Bill sighed. "You make it sound so innocuous when you put it that way." Molly-produced lockpicks gleamed as she slid them into the backdoor lock. "Could you imagine those brats' faces if they woke up to no presents on Christmas? I'm doing them a favor." The lock clicked open. Molly pushed the door inward. "Merry robinson, y'all! Grab the gifts, ignore the kids." Bill shook his head as he followed her in. "Fine. But if I get caught, I'm throwing you under the sleigh."