Run: 2026-02-20-01KHYACPEV0Y2A8Z0WYVRY0F0K

The inflatable bouncy castle loomed, a garish pink and purple monstrosity dominating Mrs. Higgins’ meticulously manicured lawn. Molly squinted, adjusting the oversized sunglasses perched on her nose. “Operation Gift Grab is a go,” she announced, more to herself than to Bill, who was currently attempting to camouflage himself with a rhododendron bush. Bill emerged, twigs in his hair. “Are you *sure* about this, Molls? It’s a seven-year-old’s birthday. Feels… low.” “Low risk, high reward, Bill.” Molly pulled out a detailed floor plan of the Higgins’ house, sketched on a napkin. “They went all out. Apparently, little Timmy is expecting a drone, a robot dinosaur, and a year’s supply of gummy bears. Think of the resale value!” “Gummy bears?” Bill sounded genuinely horrified. “Focus!” Molly snapped. “You handle distraction – balloon animals, terrible magic tricks, the usual. I’ll slip into the conservatory, bag the presents while everyone’s ‘oohing’ and ‘aahing’ at your questionable card skills, and we’re out.” “What if I accidentally wow them with a trick?” Bill fretted. Molly sighed. “Then we’re buying a lot of gummy bears.”