Run: 2026-02-17-01KHNG3JMHA0D8ZZ7PEFS90TSW

Molly crouched behind the bouncy castle, eyeing the banner that read Happy Birthday. Bill adjusted his mustache and whispered his plan. Streetlights flickered, casting shadows on dinosaurs. The golden retriever yawned, oblivious. They knew the clown would blow a horn soon, signaling the gift exchange. They rehearsed their moves, counting seconds between music and laughter. The kitchen window was ajar, a perfect entry point. A child tripped over a balloon, creating a diversion. Molly’s heart pounded as she slipped a whoopee cushion into the clown’s back pocket. Bill checked his watch, a Timex that beeped when the cake was cut. "Alright, Bill, the loot is in the back room, but the clown is watching." "We need a distraction. How about we bribe the kid with extra cake?" "I brought a whoopee cushion. It’ll squeak and draw attention." "Perfect. I’ll slip the presents into my fake teddy bag while they laugh." "And if anyone asks, we’re the new magicians for the show." "Let’s move. The cake is a decoy, the presents are the prize." "That’ll give us a five‑second window to grab the stack." "And if the dog barks, I’ll toss a squeaky toy to keep it busy." "We are ready."