Run: 2026-02-16-01KHK3ACYY1N99JNASWWVD5YQ0

"Wait, are we really doing this?" Bill whispered, peeking through the hedge. "It's a toddler's birthday." "Rich toddlers, Bill. Those gifts cost more than your car," Molly hissed, adjusting her ski mask. "Focus. The plan is simple. We slide down the chimney during 'Happy Birthday,' grab the pile, and vanish before the cake cutting." "The chimney? Molly, it's plastic. It's a bounce-house castle. There is no chimney." "Details. We climb the fence then. You take the left side by the clown; I'll hit the gift table near the punch bowl." "The clown scares me. What if he sees us?" "Wear a disguise. Put on one of those goofy hats. Nobody suspects a man in a polka-dot hat." "I look ridiculous. And what about the parents? There are fifty adults watching." "They'll be distracted by the magician. That's the beauty of it. While they gasp at a pulled rabbit, we pull a grand theft auto on presents." "This feels wrong. Stealing from children?" "Think of it as redistribution. Those kids have too many toys. We're helping them learn about loss early. Character building." "I hate when you make sense. Okay, I'm going in. If I get caught, I'm blaming the clown." "Less talking, more grabbing. Move out, partner. Let's make some noise. Quietly."