Run: 2026-02-17-01KHNG0FN28DBFTMMMX76BG3WM

Molly bounced on her heels,eyes wide with greedy delight. "Bill, look! The birthday cake! It’s practically begging to be liberated! And those presents! Stacked like a fortress of loot!" She gestured wildly at the brightly decorated room filled with squealing children and a towering pile of wrapped gifts under a sparkling banner. Bill adjusted his glasses, peering through the slightly ajar kitchen door. "Molly, darling, this isn't a bank vault. It's a kindergarten. The 'fortress' is held together by glitter and sticky fingers. And the 'loot'? It’s probably filled with socks and cheap plastic toys." He sighed, the weight of responsibility settling on his shoulders. "We need a plan. Stealth. Precision. Maybe a distraction?" Molly pouted, but her eyes sparkled. "A distraction? Like... what? A balloon animal that explodes? No, better! We use the piñata! It’s hanging right there! We smash it open, chaos reigns, everyone’s distracted, and we grab the presents while they’re busy chasing candy!" She clapped her hands, a maniacal giggle escaping her. Bill rubbed his temples. "Molly, that’s... that’s actually not terrible. But we need to be quick. Once the kids see us, it’s over. No fancy gadgets, just... speed and misdirection." He scanned the room again. "Okay. You take the piñata. I’ll create the diversion. You hit it hard, I draw their attention away from the present pile. Got it?" Molly beamed, already imagining the haul. "Perfect! You’re a genius, Bill!" She darted towards the piñata, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. Bill took a deep breath, straightened his tie, and cleared his throat loudly. "HEY! LOOK AT THE GIANT BALLOON ANIMAL OVER THERE!" He pointed dramatically towards the corner where a deflated dinosaur balloon lay forgotten. The sudden shout and pointing caused a wave of excited chatter and pointing among the children, their focus instantly diverted from the piñata and the present pile. Molly seized her moment, sprinting towards the stack of gifts, her heart pounding with the thrill of the absurd heist.