Run: 2026-02-25-01KJ94TD1DHQWV6KGJNRDCE18F

Molly stared. Bill, oblivious, jabbed at his napkin sketch. "A six-year-old's birthday, Molly? Seriously? This feels… low." "Nonsense! Think, Molly! Untouched LEGO, pristine action figures, maybe even crisp twenties in a card. Untraceable cash!" "They’ve got a bouncy castle. And a clown. Her dad’s a lawyer, Bill; they’re paranoid about lurkers." "Perfect! They’ll be too focused on balloon animals. My plan: the cake. I'll make it 'disappear'." "You’re going to eat the cake, aren't you, Bill?" "No! A strategic 'tumble' near the parents. Distraction. While they gasp, I grab gift bags. You handle the 'special' presents upstairs." "The special presents are in the coat cupboard, Bill." "Details! Disguises. Forget clowns. Magician? I could vanish the gifts!" "You'll just fall over. Dark clothes, Bill. And under no circumstances, touch the mini hot dogs." "Even if they're pigs in a blanket?" "Especially pigs in a blanket."