Run: 2026-02-17-01KHNF2QXJC4ZX0NK3V8C5KYNQ

Molly leaned against the kitchen counter, her eyes scanning the blueprint of the suburban house. "Alright, Bill, here's the plan. We sneak in through the back door while the kids are distracted by the clown." Bill nodded, his fingers drumming on the counter. "Got it. And the presents are in the living room, right?" "Exactly. We grab the gifts, stuff them in the duffel bags, and make a clean getaway." Molly traced a finger along the blueprint. "The tricky part will be getting past the birthday girl. She's probably on high alert for gift thieves." Bill snorted. "Please, what's she gonna do? Throw a tantrum? We can handle a few tears." Molly rolled her eyes. "You say that now, but just wait until she unleashes the full force of her waterworks. It's like kryptonite for hardened criminals." Bill shrugged. "We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. First things first, we need a distraction. Any ideas?" Molly snapped her fingers. "I've got it! We'll release a bunch of helium balloons in the backyard. The kids will be so busy chasing them, they won't even notice us slipping inside." "Genius!" Bill exclaimed. "But where are we gonna get that many balloons on such short notice?" Molly smirked. "Leave that to me. I've got a guy who owes me a favor. He works at the party supply store down the street." Bill raised an eyebrow. "You sure he's reliable? We can't afford any screw-ups on this job." Molly waved a hand dismissively. "Relax, he's solid. Besides, what's the worst that could happen? We end up with a few extra balloons?" Bill sighed. "Fine, but if this goes south, I'm blaming you." "Deal." Molly held out her hand, and Bill shook it firmly. Just then, the sound of children's laughter drifted in from the backyard. Molly glanced at her watch. "Showtime. Let's go make some magic happen." Bill grabbed the duffel bags and followed Molly out the back door. They crept along the side of the house, keeping low to avoid detection. As they reached the backyard, they saw the birthday party in full swing. Kids ran around, their faces painted like animals, while the clown juggled balls and told jokes. Molly nodded to Bill, and they split up, each taking a different route to the front of the house. As they rounded the corner, they spotted the birthday girl, a little girl with pigtails and a pink dress, guarding the pile of presents like a tiny dragon protecting its hoard. Bill leaned in close to Molly. "Alright, let's do this. On three. One, two..." Suddenly, a loud pop echoed through the air, followed by a chorus of squeals. Molly and Bill turned to see a dozen colorful balloons floating up into the sky, their strings dangling tantalizingly out of reach. The birthday girl shrieked with delight and took off after the balloons, followed closely by the other children. Molly and Bill exchanged a look of relief and slipped inside the house, ready to make their move. As they crept through the living room, Molly whispered, "See? I told you my guy would come through." Bill grinned. "Yeah, yeah. Just don't let it go to your head. We still have to get out of here with the goods." Molly winked. "Leave that to me. I've got a few more tricks up my sleeve." And with that, the two thieves set to work, their hearts pounding with excitement as they prepared to pull off the heist of the century.