Run: 2026-02-16-01KHKRES63DRCRCWTWK38XJ0P8

Molly and Bill crouch behind the garden fence, eyes on the bright balloons. Molly: "The kids' party is at 3 p.m., and the gift table is right under the clown's tent." Bill: "We need a distraction, maybe a stray dog or a sudden rain." Molly: "I can set off a firecracker at the front gate, they'll think it's a party popper." Bill: "Good, and while they scramble, I slip through the side door." Molly: "The presents are in clear wrap, easy to grab, but watch the kids' eyes." Bill: "I'll wear a clown nose, they'll never suspect a goofy performer." Molly: "What about the security guard? He's on a coffee break at 2:45." Bill: "We can tip him a fake candy bar, he'll thank us and leave." Molly: "And the parents? They'll be busy with cake and games." Bill: "Exactly, we move fast, load the sack, and vanish before the piñata bursts." Molly: "Remember, no screaming, no crying, just quiet hands." Bill: "Got it, we exit through the back gate, where the garden hose is." Molly: "If anything goes wrong, we meet at the old oak tree at midnight." Bill: "Deal. The loot is ours." They grin, ready for chaos.