Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY9A0A4BD6B0DF7WFD94093

“Right, so, Operation Glitter Bomb is a go?” Molly asked, meticulously straightening a miniature plastic pirate sword on the greasy diner table. Bill stirred his coffee with unnerving intensity. “Absolutely. But we're going in fast, yeah? No lingering. I’m not comfortable with small children.” “Relax, Bill. They’re preoccupied with cake and screaming. Think of it as a low-stakes acquisition.” “Low stakes? We’re relieving a room full of kids of their *stuff*, Molly! It feels… wrong.” “Wrong is paying for Christmas. Remember the spreadsheet?” “The spreadsheet makes it worse! ‘Potential Return Rate: 78%.’ It’s terrifying!” He shuddered. “What if they miss us? What if they call security?” “Security’s comprised of a teenager asleep in the corner and a woman who clearly hates birthdays. Trust me. Just grab the biggest boxes. Think glitter, plushies, anything vaguely valuable.” “And what about the balloons?” “Balloons are a distraction. We’ll use them. Strategic balloon deployment.” Molly grinned, brandishing the pirate sword. “Let’s go snatch some presents.”