Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY83CPWXH0884X65D98W60H

“Right, so, Operation Glitter Bomb is a go?” Molly asked, meticulously straightening a miniature plastic unicorn on the table. Bill chewed on the end of his pen, staring at a floorplan of the community hall. “I’m just saying, a children’s party? Really? It reeks of desperation.” “Desperation pays, Bill! Think of the vintage teddy bears. The limited edition slime. The sheer volume of plastic dinosaurs!” “Dinosaurs? Seriously? I was picturing solid gold jewelry.” “Gold attracts attention. Dinosaurs… nobody expects dinosaurs. Besides, little Timmy’s got a full set of prehistoric figures. That’s gold, baby.” “You’re seriously basing this entire plan on Timmy’s collection?” “Look, it’s a plausible target. Small, contained, easily distracted by cake. What’s your objection?” “My objection is that we're robbing a five-year-old’s birthday party.” “Details, details. Just grab the presents, and let's go. And for the love of all that is sparkly, don’t touch the bouncy castle.”