Run: 2026-02-20-01KHXQ2RQH6RD2BAQ5HMS9E6AS

Molly adjusted her oversized sunglasses and nudged Bill with her elbow. "You sure this is the right house? It looks like a rainbow exploded on a cupcake." Bill squinted at the inflatable unicorn bobbing in the front yard. "Positive. The kid’s parents are loaded. Presents will be top-tier." Molly pulled a clipboard from her bag, scanning the list. "According to my intel, there’s a Lego castle, a robot dog, and—" she gasped, "—a limited-edition stuffed unicorn." Bill rubbed his hands together. "Jackpot. We sneak in, grab the loot, and vanish before the cake’s cut." Molly frowned. "What about the piñata? That’s gotta be stuffed with candy." Bill groaned. "Fine. But we split it fifty-fifty. No funny business." Molly smirked. "Deal. Now, how do we get past the security?" Bill pointed to a cluster of kids playing tag. "Distraction. You go left, I’ll go right. We’ll blend in." Molly groaned. "I haven’t played tag since I was eight. I’ll get caught." Bill grinned. "Just don’t get tagged. It’s not that hard." Molly sighed. "For the unicorn. Let’s do this."