Run: 2026-02-17-01KHNF2GGA8B26KXAND0P87XHH

Molly and Bill crouched behind a bush in the backyard, their eyes fixed on the colorful decorations and excited children running around. Molly adjusted her ski mask, her voice low and urgent. "Alright, Bill, here's the plan. We wait for the cake cutting, then make our move." Bill nodded, his own mask making his voice slightly muffled. "Got it. But what about the security? I heard these birthday parties have some serious protection these days." Molly scoffed. "Please, Bill. We're dealing with a bunch of five-year-olds here. The only security is the overly enthusiastic parents trying to capture every moment on their phones." Bill grinned, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "True, true. But what about the presents? They're usually kept in a highly guarded location, like under the birthday banner or next to the piñata." "Exactly," Molly said, her eyes narrowing. "That's why we need to be quick and efficient. As soon as the birthday song starts, we'll make a beeline for the presents. I'll create a distraction by pretending to be a clown, and you grab as many gifts as you can carry." Bill's grin widened. "I like the way you think, Molly. But what if someone recognizes us? We can't exactly blend in with the sea of superheroes and princesses." Molly rolled her eyes. "That's why we're wearing these masks, Bill. Plus, who's going to suspect a couple of adults at a children's party? We'll just look like the eccentric parents who took the theme a bit too seriously." Bill nodded, his mind already racing with the possibilities. "Alright, let's do this. But what about the getaway? I mean, we can't exactly make a dramatic exit with a sack full of presents." Molly smirked. "Leave that to me. I've got a little surprise waiting in the car. Let's just say it involves a few balloons and a lot of glitter." Bill chuckled, his excitement building. "You're a genius, Molly. I knew I could count on you." As the sound of the birthday song filled the air, Molly and Bill sprang into action. Molly dashed towards the children, her arms flailing as she pretended to be a clumsy clown. Bill, meanwhile, made a beeline for the presents, his arms already laden with colorful gift bags and boxes. The children gasped and giggled as Molly stumbled and fell, sending a shower of glitter into the air. The parents turned to watch the spectacle, their phones at the ready to capture the moment. Bill seized the opportunity, stuffing as many presents as he could into a large sack. With their mission accomplished, Molly and Bill made their way to the car, their hearts pounding with adrenaline. As they drove away, the sound of children's laughter and the sight of the glittering backyard fading into the distance, they couldn't help but feel a sense of triumph. "Another successful heist, Bill," Molly said, a satisfied grin on her face. "And to think, all it took was a little bit of glitter and a whole lot of nerve." Bill laughed, his eyes shining with excitement. "You're right, Molly. Who knew that stealing presents from a children's party could be so much fun?" As they disappeared into the night, Molly and Bill knew that this was just the beginning of their career as the most unlikely and comedic heist duo in town.