Run: 2026-02-16-01KHKA29AQ67T0CEPBJR5KVG7V

They crouched behind a bouncy castle. "Molly, remind me why we’re robbing a birthday instead of a bank?" "Because banks have guards, alarms, and vaults; kids have cake, chaos, and adults negotiating juice-box treaties." "Bill, picture it: we stroll in, applaud the magician, and exit with a gift pyramid worthy of pharaohs." "Stroll? I trip over confetti at a funeral; I’ll need wheels." "We’ll borrow an inflatable unicorn labeled Emergency Parade; nobody questions a parade." "Clowns are risky; we’ll go as Concerned Aunts, fiercely punctual and armed with thank-you notes." "I can aunt-nod magnificently, but I can’t high-five a piñata without flinching." "Avoid the piñata; it’s a candy volcano with union rules." "What about the cake?" "Decoy frosting: I’ll compliment the layers until time itself stops to blush." "We assemble them into a humanitarian convoy bound for the Museum of Unopened Wonders." "We’ll leave a thank-you card and a voucher for replacement bows, morally neutral and extremely shiny." "Right after musical chairs; society dissolves, chairs betray, and nobody notices a wagon full of generosity." "What if a toddler tackles me?" "Compliment their shoes and retreat in zigzags; toddlers respect geometry." "You brilliant villain, save me a slice of plausible deniability."