Run: 2026-03-03-01KJTYBAPKZ2DXFRC2CZ519T5F

Molly adjusted her neon tutu and sighed, checking the perimeter. Did you bring the clown shoes, Bill? Yes, they are in the van with the squeaky noses. Good, we need to blend in with the toddlers. Do they suspect the infiltration? Only if they can do long division, which the birthday boy definitely cannot. Right, remember the plan: I distract the parents with unsolicited balloon animals, you swipe the gift mountain. And if a kid catches me? Give them a sticker and run, Bill. Do not engage in a thumb war. Understood, but what if they offer me juice? Decline it. The sugar rush will ruin our focus. I have a thermos of black coffee hidden in my giant foam bowtie. Perfect. Is the getaway car ready? It is a tricycle with a turbo engine installed in the basket. We are going to look ridiculous. We are professionals, Molly. Professional clown-thieves don't care about dignity. Just grab the pile of glittery bags and bolt for the bounce house. We will use it as a trampoline launchpad toward the fence. Should I wear the oversized polka-dot tie? Absolutely not. It screams felony. Keep it subtle. Understood. Let us go steal some tiny plastic racecars.