Run: 2026-02-24-01KJ8TVJ8Z7G7X3EE8BT1PBKWR

"Alright, Bill, here's the layout. Bouncy castle on the left, face painting station on the right, and the present table is dead center by the inflatable dinosaur." "Why is there always an inflatable dinosaur?" "Focus, Bill. We go in through the back gate at exactly two fifteen, right when the clown starts his balloon animals. Every kid in that yard will be hypnotized." "I don't like clowns, Molly." "Nobody likes clowns. That's irrelevant. You'll be wearing the caterer's uniform I swiped from the van. You walk in carrying the fake cake, set it on the table, and while every parent is asking where the cake came from, I load the presents into the laundry bags." "What if a kid sees me?" "You offer them a juice box. Kids are powerless against juice boxes. It's basically a bribe they can drink." "This feels low, Molly. Robbing children." "We're not robbing children. We're robbing their parents, who frankly spent way too much at that toy store. We're correcting the economy, Bill." "That's not how economies work." "Do you want your cut or do you want to lecture me about macroeconomics?" Bill sighed and picked up the caterer's hat. "What flavor is the fake cake?" "It's not real, Bill." "It could still be a flavor, Molly."