Run: 2026-02-25-01KJ95G6HTQVG9ET1266N1BD59

The garish glow of 'Lucky Star Diner' painted Molly and Bill in shades of weak coffee and regret. Molly traced the unruly outline of the Grimshaw manor’s sprawling grounds on a grease-stained placemat. Tomorrow, little Bartholomew Grimshaw’s 'Jolly Jamboree' would be in full, ear-splitting swing. Their mission wasn't gold bars or priceless art, but something far more precious to the right discerning collector: a mountain of brightly wrapped birthday presents. Bill stirred his lukewarm tea with a bent spoon, a thoughtful furrow in his brow. He’d been arguing for a stealth approach via the decorative topiary elephant, but Molly had vetoed it. The plan revolved around the ensuing chaos of a bouncy castle and a professional face painter. Molly tapped an X near the gazebo. "You handle the hot dog stand diversion. I'll make the grab." Bill looked up, spearing a rogue cherry tomato. "But the glitter cannons?" Molly sighed, rubbing her temples. "Ignore the clown, Bill."