Run: 2026-03-03-01KJTZ7QV5Q4VJCEA6TBQXQEGT

Molly hunkered behind a leafy azalea bush, her gaze fixed on the sliding glass door of the suburban home, where a small folding card table heaped with crinkling wrapped birthday gifts glowed warm under pink rainbow fairy lights. Bill tripped over a garden gnome, his gray hoodie snagged on a thorn, and stifled a quiet yelp. “Quit fumbling—we’ve got 10 minutes before the clown shows up with the piñata,” she said, digging a crumpled tube of face paint from her jeans pocket. “Clown? You didn’t mention a clown! Last time we pulled a grocery heist with a costumed character, I got stuck in a bounce house with a toddler and covered in bubble gum,” Bill gasped, yanking his sleeve free. “I distracted the mom with a fake emergency about missing wedding sprinkles,” Molly muttered, edging toward the door. “Wait, the door’s unlocked! I left it propped when I delivered extra pepperoni pizza here last Tuesday,” Bill breathed, fumbling a plastic garbage bag from his backpack. “Of course you did. Let’s move before the birthday girl demands her custom stuffed unicorn back and we have to fake being part of the party staff,” Molly snickered, shouldering the door open a crack.