Run: 2026-02-16-01KHK38E08KSGP1F1FM1THZEZY

Molly peeked. "See the target?" Bill adjusted his mask. "It's a bouncy castle." "It's a goldmine, Bill. Wrapped Lego, plushies, cash envelopes." "They're six, Molly. Actual six-year-olds." "Exactly. Zero security awareness. Parents are drunk on punch." "I feel physically sick." "Focus. You take the piñata loot. I'll grab the main table." "What about the clown?" "Balloon animals aren't a threat." "He knows moves, Mol. Twisting skills imply combat training." "Just disable the music box. That's the alarm system." "And the goody bags?" "Leave the plastic whistles. Take the candy." "Wait, is that a pony?" "Live asset? High risk." "I can't steal a pony." "Ride it out. Distraction tactic." "You're insane." "I'm wealthy. Go." Bill sighed. "Fine. But I'm keeping the shiny wrapper." "Move." They crawled forward. "Do we have getaway vehicles?" "Minivans. Stealth mode." "Sliding doors?" "Obviously." "Tinted windows?" "Yes." "Engine running?" "Always." "Good." "What about security cameras?" "Parents phones. Don't flash." "Okay. Let's rob some toddlers." "Finally." "Any guards?" "Just moms." "Scary moms?" "Very." "Weapons?" "Sharpened strollers." "Noted." "Go time." "Timer set?" "Five minutes." "Plenty." "Ready?" "Born ready." "Let's roll." "What now?" "Forgot the cake." "Leave it." "But it's really chocolate." "Priorities, Bill." "Alright. Fine." "Okay. Move out."