Run: 2026-02-17-01KHNF0FBJ8N245P2QGQNKD81D

"I still can't believe you talked me into this," Bill grumbled as he crouched behind the bushes, peering through the window at the brightly decorated living room. "Oh, come on, Bill. It'll be a piece of cake," Molly whispered, adjusting her ski mask. "Look at them, all hopped up on sugar and excitement. They won't even notice us." A group of children ran past the window, shrieking with laughter as they chased a balloon. Bill shook his head. "I don't know, Molly. This feels wrong. These are kids we're talking about." Molly rolled her eyes. "Since when did you grow a conscience? We've pulled off way worse than this." "Yeah, but stealing from children? It's like kicking a puppy." Molly sighed. "Look, we need the money, and this is the easiest score we've had in months. The parents are too busy socializing to keep an eye on the presents. We'll be in and out in five minutes, tops." Bill hesitated, then nodded reluctantly. "Alright, fine. But if we get caught, I'm blaming you." "Deal," Molly grinned, pulling out a crowbar. "Now let's go make some kids' birthdays a little less happy."