Run: 2026-02-16-01KHK12NYMPXHZ0BMNF1TEBFBS

"Bill, stop shaking. We are stealing from toddlers, not a bank vault." "Molly, have you seen the security? It's a clown. A giant, honking clown." "The clown is distracted by a balloon animal crisis. We slip in during 'Happy Birthday.'" "And the mom? The one with the whistle?" "She'll be blowing out candles. That's our window. Thirty seconds max." "Thirty seconds to grab fifty wrapped boxes? Do the math, Mol." "We don't take all fifty. We take the big ones. The ones that rattle like electronics." "What if they're just noisy toys? What if we get caught holding a squeaky hammer?" "Then we run. You're faster than me anyway." "I am not faster than you when I'm carrying a stack of Lego sets!" "Think of the resale value, Bill. Pure profit. No alarms, just juice boxes." "Juice boxes stain, Molly. I'm wearing my good suit." "Wear the jumpsuit. Blend in as entertainment. You look like a sad mime already." "Says the woman dressed as a fairy godmother with a black eye." "That's part of the character. Now, when the cake comes out, we move." "I still think the clown suspects us." "The clown is high on sugar fumes. Trust me. On three. One, two..." "Wait, did that four-year-old just spot us?" "Smile and wave. Act like you're here to fix the piñata." "This is the worst idea we've ever had." "Exactly. That's why it'll work. Go!"