Run: 2026-02-17-01KHNFXF0W5FP16Q9F5F3V8WX1

Molly paced back and forth in the dingy motel room, her eyes darting to the clock on the wall. "We're running out of time, Bill. The party starts in two hours and we still don't have a solid plan." Bill leaned back in the creaky chair, a half-eaten sandwich in his hand. "Relax, Molly. I've got it all figured out. We go in, grab the presents, and get out before anyone even knows we were there." "That's your plan?" Molly stopped pacing and glared at him. "Bill, we can't just waltz into a children's birthday party and start snatching gifts. We need a distraction, a way to keep the kids occupied while we work." Bill took a bite of his sandwich, chewing thoughtfully. "What if we dress up as clowns? Kids love clowns. We can do some tricks, make balloon animals, and while they're distracted, we grab the presents." Molly's eyes widened. "Bill, that's brilliant! But where are we going to get clown costumes at this hour?" Bill grinned, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Leave that to me. I've got a friend who owes me a favor. He works at a costume shop downtown. I'll give him a call and see if he can hook us up." Molly nodded, a smile spreading across her face. "Okay, but we need to be careful. We can't let anyone see our faces. We'll need to wear masks under the clown makeup." "Good thinking," Bill said, reaching for his phone. "I'll make the call. You start practicing your clown routine. We need to be convincing if we're going to pull this off." Molly sat down on the edge of the bed, her mind racing with possibilities. "What about the presents? How are we going to carry them all?" Bill hung up the phone, a triumphant look on his face. "My friend is meeting us at the shop in 30 minutes. He's going to give us these giant gift bags that we can stuff the presents into. They're so big, no one will even notice them." Molly stood up, a newfound confidence in her step. "Alright, let's do this. But Bill, if we get caught, I'm telling them it was all your idea." Bill laughed, grabbing his coat. "Don't worry, Molly. We've pulled off crazier heists than this. This is going to be a piece of cake." As they headed out the door, Molly couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement. This was going to be their biggest score yet, and they were going to do it with style. She just hoped the kids wouldn't be too disappointed when they realized their presents had been stolen by a couple of master thieves in clown costumes.