Run: 2026-02-16-01KHKAVHFA329FQM7T73C569GV

"Molly, is this the first time we’ve targeted a bouncy-castle stronghold?" "Bill, we once liberated cupcakes from a magician’s hat; this is merely adjacent." "Scope the perimeter: balloons, juice boxes, and a roaming dinosaur with frosting on its claws." "That’s the cake, Molly; the dinosaur is a cake." "Good; cakes never file reports." "Mission: borrow every present forever; cover story: we’re the Gift Quality Inspectors." "Uniforms?" "High-visibility smiles, clipboards, and an air of bureaucratic whimsy." "Do we salute the piñata or negotiate?" "Negotiate; I speak fluent papier-mâché." "Extraction plan?" "Wagon parade; we form a solemn procession of responsibility, wheeling gifts to the Imaginary Testing Facility." "And if someone challenges us?" "I deploy the Certificate of Unreadable Authority and you nod like a wise squirrel." "What about the birthday kid?" "We present a heroic ribbon for Outstanding Generosity Toward Traveling Inspectors; applause will lubricate logistics." "You brought the decoy gift?" "Yes, a box of existential advice and bubble wrap; it hums with plausible importance." "Final concern: frosting footprints." "We walk backwards; it confuses crumbs and historians." "Bill, this is either genius or a parade of impractical nouns." "Molly, hold your clipboard like destiny and remember: presents fear confidence." "Into festive legend."