Run: 2026-02-25-01KJ94TMBH9E1QBKEG6WHTK5CS

Molly gestured wildly at a crumpled blueprint depicting a garden with a suspiciously large bouncy castle. "Tonight, Bill, we infiltrate the 'Enchanted Forest' fête. The objective? Everything wrapped in shiny paper." "You mean... presents?" Bill mumbled, his mouth full of what looked suspiciously like a pilfered sausage roll. "From babies?" "Precisely. Think of it as advanced resource redistribution. Our payday looks to be monumental. We’re talking artisanal crayons and a drone shaped like a badger." Molly ticked off points on her grimy notepad. "Your role: the distraction. Remember the technique?" Bill grinned, a smear of sausage roll grease blooming on his cheek. "The 'Confused Clown' routine? I’ve been practicing my honks." "Perfect. While Mrs. Higgins is trying to ascertain whether the honking is actually a death rattle, we create our window. You cause maximum, bewildering merriment. I’ll handle the acquisition of tiny treasures." Molly surveyed the blueprint with a glint in her eye. "This isn’t just theft, Bill. It’s performance art."