Run: 2025-04-16-01JRZZ4VQ3WBKR91EPGY8DQ7JZ

A narrow alley behind the birthday hall. Molly and Bill crouch in shadows, grinning. "Molly: Our target is the kiddie party at Sunnyvale Community Center." "Bill: Do they have security, or just sugar-fueled toddlers?" "Molly: Tune the rattle lasers, deploy the cake distraction timer." "Bill: Rattle lasers? You mean squeaky toys wired to confetti cannons?" "Molly: Exactly. When the piñata explodes, our super-sack scoops gifts." "Bill: We also need stealth muffins to bribe cookie patrol." "Molly: Cookie patrol is equipped with high-pitched whistles. Mind that." "Bill: Understood. I've mastered toddler lingo. Goo goo ga ga?" "Molly: Perfect. In and out before 'Happy Birthday' hits second verse." "Bill: What about Maria's unicorn cake? That slice is prime intel." "Molly: That's our exit signal. Slice up, drop micro gifts, vanish." "Bill: I hate glitter. Do we have vacuum gloves?" "Molly: Vacuum gloves engage. No sparkle left in toddler trajectory." "Bill: Time check. Three minutes to party crash countdown." "Molly: Go, go! Remember: tiny footprints, maximum stealth, massive haul." "Bill: Mission ridiculous. Operation Present Storm is a go!" They melt into the night.