Run: 2026-02-19-01KHVP7VCP6S57CEMW2N4F21CP

Molly adjusted her binoculars and peered over the plastic hedge. "The perimeter is heavily fortified by those incredibly sugary toddlers." Bill crouched right down beside her, chewing a wooden toothpick. "My intelligence says there are three expensive consoles in there." She pointed toward the giant bouncy castle near the patio. "How do we bypass their juice barricade without triggering alarms?" Bill tapped his heavy silver watch and opened his bag. "When the ultimate sugar crash finally hits, we deploy decoys." Molly frowned, nervously wiping sweat from her entirely dirty forehead. "We really just need to permanently neutralize that terrifying clown." Bill watched screaming birthday children running wildly across the lawn. "I will distract him while you raid the gift tables." She instantly tightened her tactical utility vest and breathed deeply. "If one sticky kid touches my leg, I am aborting." Bill handed her an explosive frosting grenade and finally smiled. "Relax immediately. Throw them a chocolate cupcake and keep moving." Molly slowly crept forward into the highly dangerous sandbox shadows. "I brought extra pudding cups just in case things escalate." Bill adjusted his dark sunglasses and enthusiastically nodded his head. "Remember our training. We secure the presents and vanish quietly."