Run: 2026-02-25-01KJBDJ1HG5W5CJP0NKV5TXNVX

"Wait here," Molly whispered, hiding behind a hydrangea. "In the bushes?" Bill hissed. "They're toddlers, Molly. They're not security." "They cry loud though. They hear everything." "So what? We're not cutting lights." "We aren't?" "We're wearing neon vests. It's part of the disguise." "You said neon vests would make us invisible." "Invisible to adults. Kids see glitter. We have glitter." Bill checked his watch. "Cake time is in twenty minutes." "That's our window." "If we grab the boxes, how do we carry them?" "The piñata." "The plastic bear?" "Yes. Fill it. Walk out like we just finished." "They'll think full of candy." "Sell the candy later. Flavor." "Stupid. What if the parents wake up?" "They'll be asleep. Babies need sleep. Sleep is key." "I hate this job. It smells like crayons and panic." "You hate being broke. Now Move." "Fine. I'll hold the bear." "Good. I'll hold the knife." "The knife?" "For opening presents. Obviously." "Right. Obviously." "Don't stab anyone. Just open the paper." "Sure, I'm gentle. I promise." "Please don't promise. Promises are hard to keep." "I'll try my best." "Okay." "Here we go." "Here we go."