Run: 2026-03-03-01KJTYDZACSBXH4MAEW17B9WGJ

Molly adjusted her neon clown nose, checking her reflection in the puddle. Bill, are you wearing the balloon animal hat? I told you we needed to blend in. I am trying, Molly, but these polyester trousers are chafing my soul. Just keep your eyes on the pile of presents behind the bouncy castle. Do you see the target? Yes, it is the mountain of glittery bags guarded by an elderly woman eating cake. I will create a diversion involving a rogue glitter cannon. And I will scoop the loot into the oversized goody bags. What if the children try to stop us with tiny, sticky hands? Then you unleash the pocket bubbles, Bill. We are professionals, not monsters. Are you sure about this? Stealing from toddlers feels like a new low even for us. Bill, those kids have plenty of toys. We have empty bank accounts and professional standards to maintain. Fine, but if I trip over a sentient stuffed giraffe, I am blaming you. Just keep the getaway scooter running near the jungle gym. Look, the clown is starting the magic show. Move now. God speed, you magnificent thief. For the loot, Bill. For the loot.