Run: 2026-02-16-01KHKRCP92EHT964PD4XWRTXT6

The night air hummed with the distant squeal of a playground swing as Molly and Bill crouched behind a row of folding chairs. The backyard was lit by a single, flickering lantern, casting jittery shadows over the balloon arch. A chorus of giggles drifted from the house, a reminder that the party was in full swing. Molly checked the lock on the snack table, her gloved fingers trembling with excitement. Bill whispered a plan, his eyes scanning the candy buffet for weak points. They both knew the stakes: a mountain of wrapped gifts, each a treasure waiting to be snatched. Molly: 'The kids will be distracted by the clown, perfect timing.' Bill: 'I’ll disable the lights, then slip in through the garden gate.' Molly: 'We need a distraction—maybe a balloon pop.' Bill: 'I have a squeaky toy that will echo.' Molly: 'Once inside, we grab the gift pile and exit through the back door.' Bill: 'Watch the parents; they’ll suspect a thief if we’re seen.' Molly: 'We’ll wear glitter masks, blend with the décor.' Bill: 'After the loot, we vanish into the night, no trace.' Molly: 'We’ll slip past the piñata, snatch the glittering presents, and vanish before anyone notices.'