Run: 2026-02-17-01KHNFSZSP5F8FN9HXM5YPF9V4

Molly and Bill crouched behind the hedge, peering through the branches at the brightly colored balloons and streamers adorning the backyard. The sound of children's laughter and excited chatter drifted through the air. "Alright, here's the plan," Molly whispered, unfolding a crumpled piece of paper. "We sneak in through the side gate, blend in with the crowd, and make our way to the present table. Once we've got the goods, we make a break for it through the back fence." Bill nodded, adjusting his fake mustache. "Sounds good. But what if someone recognizes us?" Molly rolled her eyes. "We're wearing disguises, genius. Besides, who would suspect a couple of grown adults at a kid's party?" Bill scratched his head. "I don't know, seems risky." "Risky? This is a piece of cake," Molly scoffed. "Now, let's move out." They crept towards the side gate, trying to look as inconspicuous as possible. As they reached the entrance, a little girl in a princess costume approached them. "Are you the clowns?" she asked, eyes wide with excitement. Molly and Bill exchanged a panicked glance. "Uh, yeah, sure," Bill stammered. "Just, uh, setting up our props." The girl giggled and skipped away, leaving them to breathe a sigh of relief. "Smooth," Molly muttered. "Now, let's get those presents."