Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY8HQTMY84FFPQ6D51P9FPS

“Right, so let’s go over it again,” Molly said, meticulously sketching a diagram of a bouncy castle on a napkin. “Operation Present Plunder. Phase one: infiltration.” Bill, picking at a chipped Formica tabletop, grunted. “Infiltration. Sounds fancy for ‘walkin’ in’.” “It’s about establishing a *tone*, Bill. A professional tone. We’re not just ‘walkin’ in’, we’re assessing the security perimeter, identifying potential obstacles, and blending seamlessly with the…enthusiastic clientele.” “You mean the screaming kids hopped up on sugar?” “Precisely. Now, the intel suggests glitter. A lot of glitter.” “Glitter? That's the security?” “No, it’s a hazard! It’ll ruin the dark clothing. We’ll need to factor in removal time.” “Removal time? Molly, we're stealing presents, not entering a beauty pageant.” “Details, Bill, details! A professional doesn’t leave a trail. Now, the layout. Bouncy castle near the refreshments, balloon arch by the entrance. Present mountain… strategically placed under the gazebo.” “Strategic? It’s a pile of boxes, Molly.” “A strategically placed pile of boxes! Overflowing with potential riches! Okay, you distract the party host, Brenda. Feign interest in little Timmy's magic trick. Compliment the cake. The usual.” “Compliment the cake? I don't *do* compliments. Especially not about sponge.” “Just say it’s…structurally sound. And then, while Brenda is distracted by your stunning architectural critique, I go for the presents.” “And what if Timmy's magic trick is actually good?" Molly sighed dramatically. “Then you express polite bewilderment. The point is, you occupy Brenda. I acquire the bounty.” “Acquire? You mean stuff in bags?” “Yes! Acquire, obtain, procure… it's all semantics, Bill! Just keep her talking. And for heaven's sake, don't mention your taxidermy collection.” “What? Why not? Brenda likes unusual hobbies!” “Because last time you talked about your squirrel collection at a garden party, you got banned from the neighborhood bake sale! Relevancy, Bill, relevancy!” “Okay, okay. No squirrels. Compliment the structurally sound cake. Feign bewilderment at magic. And avoid glitter. Got it.” Molly tapped the napkin with her pen. “And remember the exit strategy. Through the back garden, over the fence, rendezvous at the van. No unnecessary acrobatics.” “Acrobatics are my specialty!” “Absolutely not! We’re after presents, not broken bones. This has to be clean, Bill. Clean and glitter-free."