Run: 2026-02-25-01KJ95TQGTVTJMTFMDZZ4PVQ8F

Molly unfurled a crinkled napkin. "Operation Sweet Loot is a go." "Again, Molly? Stealing from kids?" "Not just any kids, Bill. The Abernathy twins. Seven years old. Rumour has it, the haul includes a life-sized robotic dog and my grandma's missing porcelain cat." "Grandma's cat? Okay, that's personal. How do we get in?" "We're the hired entertainment. You're Sir Reginald Fluffernutter, the royal jester. I'm your squire." Bill tugged his shirt. "A jester? My tights are out of commission." "It's a tunic! While you trip, juggle enchanted rubber chickens, and baffle them with riddles, I'll discreetly package the goods into hollow party favour bags. Your act is the cover." "So the chickens are diversion?" "The chickens, the tumbling, my lute – it’s designed to obscure the swap. We grab the cat and the dog. Leave the name cards." "Got it. No names. And the juggling... limit?" "No. Just don't eat the props again, Bill."