Run: 2026-02-16-01KHKB52Z26S5Z9AHG21R21N5F

They huddled behind a table of party favors, whispering with the theatrical solemnity of bank robbers planning a moonlit confection heist. Molly checked a crumpled blueprint of the living room while Bill practiced a polite smile for diversion. The playlist thumped, children argued over superhero capes, and an exhausted parent refilled juice boxes. Outside, a delivery truck idled like a conspirator. Both checked their watches, adjusted fake name tags, and grinned like thieves who believed they deserved this particular pile of plastic trophies. They loved chaos and cupcakes. Molly: "We slip in after the magician, when everyone's mesmerized and the clown smells faintly of cotton candy." Bill: "And the cake?" Molly: "We swap the cake for a decoy, pockets full, exit through the clown tunnel and we label the boxes for quick lift." Bill: "Gifts or glitter?" Molly: "Gifts, neatly labeled and ribboned, irresistible loot for two professionals. We alphabetize by age, helium balloons as cover." Bill: "What about escape route, and the dachshund?" Molly: "Balloon arch, inflatable slide, straight to the kitchen window." Bill: "Kids awake?" Molly: "If they cry, we look like party helpers, consoling and confetti-armed." Bill: "You sure about confetti?" Molly: "Trust me." Bill: "Fine. Tonight."