Run: 2026-02-16-01KHK9VQGCGQ1A9880FZDE5G2X

Molly: The mission is elementary school level, which is terrifyingly advanced. Bill: Children are ruthless negotiators. Bring stickers, surrender pride, acquire presents. Molly: Disguises? Bill: Clown and magician. Juggle alibis; I pull excuses from hats. Molly: I juggle bowling pins and panic. Fine. Entry point? Bill: Bounce house. We slide under Velcro democracy. Molly: What about the dragon-shaped cake sentinel? Bill: I respect icing dragons. Bribe it with forks and deniability. Molly: Distraction plan? Bill: Musical chairs with only one chair; chaos blossoms, parents philosophize. Molly: While they debate fairness, we relocate gift ecosystem into our ethical custody. Bill: Exactly. Gift bags are our tiny loot satchels; wrapping paper is camouflage. Molly: What if a toddler fingerprints us with frosting? Bill: We claim it's avant-garde makeup, influencer tier: Sprinklescore. Molly: Escape route? Bill: Piñata evacuation. We shout, 'Candy migration!' and swim downstream. Molly: Contingency? Bill: If cornered, we perform a heartfelt puppet show about sharing. Molly: Morally ambiguous sharing. Bill: Educational, even. We leave one present: a note saying thank you. Molly: Signed by Santa’s Logistics Division, Seasonal Redistribution Wing. Bill: Beautiful. Synchronize watches? Molly: Mine has unicorns instead of numbers. Bill: Then at high noon-ish sparkle, we heist politely.