Run: 2026-02-16-01KHKRAMP944ZP6NBH6Z5YG92X

Molly crouched behind the inflatable castle, eyes scanning the sea of balloons and giggling toddlers. The birthday banner fluttered like a neon flag, and the scent of frosting drifted on the summer breeze. Bill slipped a glittery mask over his face, his fingers trembling with excitement and a hint of mischief. They had heard rumors that the party was funded by a wealthy aunt who spared no expense on toys, gadgets, and a mountain of candy. Their plan was simple: slip in unnoticed, scoop the presents, and vanish before the cake was cut. Molly whispered, “We need a distraction.” Bill nodded, “Clown's act will draw kids.” He added, “I'll rig speaker for squeaky toy.” Molly smiled, “Then we grab the gifts.” The two thieves exchanged a conspiratorial glance, hearts beating in sync with the thumping bass of the party playlist. As the clown inflated a giant balloon, Molly slipped a tiny lock‑pick into her pocket, ready to unlock the treasure chest hidden beneath the cake table. The night was ripe for mischief, and the children’s laughter became their perfect cover. They would slip away through the garden gate, disappearing into the night as the last song faded, with moonlight guiding them.