Run: 2026-02-16-01KHK1Z01W63Y7498A2A0Z771Q

Molly adjusted her tiny beret, peering through the hedge at the bouncing castle. "This is it, Bill. The ultimate score." Bill squinted at the inflatable dinosaur. "We are robbing a six-year-old's birthday? Really?" "Think of the loot," she whispered fiercely. "LEGO sets, remote control cars, enough sugar to power a small city." "It feels wrong, Mol. They have trust issues already." "Stop being soft. We go in when the clown distracts them with balloons." "The clown looks depressed. He might cry on us." "Then we tackle him. Do you want the glittery unicorn or not?" "I suppose the unicorn does have resale value." "Exactly. We slip in during 'Happy Birthday,' grab the pile, and vanish before cake cutting." "What if a parent sees us?" "Tell them we are the new magicians. Everyone loves a surprise act." "You make felony grand larceny sound like entertainment." "That is the genius of it. Now, check your pocket for the giant socks we will wear as gloves." "These are ridiculous. I look like a foot." "Perfect camouflage. Nobody suspects a giant foot. Let's move before the piñata drops." "I still think we should just buy a gift instead." "Quiet, Bill. The mission starts now. Remember, no taking the cake. Only the treasures." "Fine, but if I get sticky, I am blaming you."