Run: 2026-02-16-01KHKA939NDK9AD7PNM5GVD6BX

"So, we’re really robbing a children’s birthday party?" Molly whispered, peering over the backyard fence. Balloons bobbed like surveillance cameras made of rubber and bad decisions. "Aim high, Molly; the under-tens have the best loot." Bill adjusted his ski mask, which still had a price tag flapping. He crouched behind a hedge shaped like a dinosaur with regrets. "Last time we hit a casino." She brushed cupcake frosting off the blueprint. "And did you get a unicorn piñata, Bill? No. This is an upgrade." He pointed at the gift table sagging under glittery boxes. "Security?" she asked. "One clown, two exhausted parents, and a Labrador named Cupcake." Bill checked his watch as shrill music erupted. "Cupcake sounds dangerous." Molly eyed the dog gnawing a plastic tiara. "Only if you’re a sausage." Bill unfolded tiny walkie‑talkies decorated with stickers. "Focus: you distract the magician; I’ll grab the presents." He shoved one into her hand. "How exactly do I distract a magician?" she hissed. "Tell him you’re from the Union of Ethical Rabbits." Bill peeked through a gap in the fence. "And if that fails?" "Stage fright. Scream ‘card tricks exploit the vulnerable!’ and faint." "I’m not fainting near any balloons." Nearby.