Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY9SKJVF3NVWB6S9HQC3T95

"So, you’re sure about this, Bill?" Molly asked, swirling the lukewarm tea in her chipped mug. "Stealing presents from a five-year-old's party? Really?" Bill puffed out his chest. "Molly, think of the haul! Sparkly unicorns, remote-control cars, perhaps even a pony! High-value commodities, all within a ten-foot radius." “A pony? Bill, it’s a *children’s* party, not a petting zoo." "Optimism, Molly! Necessary for any successful operation," he insisted, gesturing wildly with a sugar packet. “The key is the distraction. We go in disguised as… balloon animals." Molly choked on her tea. "Balloon animals? You expect me to inflate myself into a dachshund?" "A very convincing dachshund! Think about it - people won't suspect a thing. While everyone's mesmerized by my majestic giraffe, you swoop in and grab the loot." “And what if the children recognize us? What if they start crying?" "Then we offer them temporary sadness and a lifetime supply of regret! Think of the legend, Molly. ‘The Balloony Bandits!’ Our names will be whispered in playgrounds for years to come!"