Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY7WBHGNGPWS2B72BQN2RZJ

The neon glow of a flickering neon sign cast long shadows over the alley as Molly adjusted her gloves, her breath fogging in the cold air. "Alright, Bill," she said, tapping her foot. "We’re breaking into a kids’ party tonight. Not just any party—this is the *big* one. The one where the parents think they’re being so clever with their security. You ever seen a kid’s birthday with more cameras than a bank vault?" Bill wiped his hands on his pants, leaving smudges of grease. "I’ve seen worse. But hey, if we’re gonna do this, we gotta move fast. Those little monsters are gonna be on sugar by midnight." "Exactly. And by sugar, you mean *chaos*. We hit the presents, we’re out before the parents even realize their kids turned into tiny tornadoes. You got the distraction handled?" Bill grinned, pulling out a whoopee cushion. "Oh, I got it. We blow up the cake, they all scream, we slip in like ghosts. Easy." Molly raised an eyebrow. "You sure about that? Last time you ‘distracted’ a crowd, you set off the sprinklers. Remember the *flood*?" "Details. But this time, I’m bringing backup." He pulled out a tiny, squeaky toy dinosaur. "Meet *Dino*. He’s gonna make *all* the noise." Molly sighed, but she couldn’t help smiling. "Fine. But if we get caught, I’m blaming that thing." She held up a bag of stolen candy. "And if we *don’t* get caught, we’re eating this before we leave." Bill’s eyes lit up. "Deal. Now let’s go steal some toys before the kids even know they’re missing them."