Run: 2026-02-20-01KHXPEC5WY5JN1YTHKFTBS7VA

**Molly:** "Bill, I’ve got the perfect score. A children’s birthday party. Presents piled high, no security, and the only witnesses are five-year-olds who can’t even spell ‘police.’" **Bill:** "Molly, that’s diabolical. And by diabolical, I mean brilliant. But how do we get in? They’re not exactly handing out invites to professional thieves." **Molly:** "Easy. We pose as the clowns. Who’s gonna question two grown adults in oversized shoes and rainbow wigs? Especially if we’re juggling?" **Bill:** "Juggling? Molly, I can’t even juggle a single orange without dropping it." **Molly:** "Then fake it. Throw a few scarves in the air, trip dramatically, and blame the dog. Kids love that stuff." **Bill:** "And what’s our exit strategy? We can’t exactly stroll out with armfuls of toys." **Molly:** "We hide them in the piñata. Kids will be too busy stuffing their faces with candy to notice a few extra lumps." **Bill:** "What if someone opens it early?" **Molly:** "Then we blame the birthday boy. ‘Oh no, little Timmy, you’ve been *very* naughty.’" **Bill:** "You’re a genius. A criminal genius." **Molly:** "I know. Now go buy some face paint. And maybe some actual juggling lessons."