Run: 2026-03-11-01KKFCK9C6B4ZGRHT8WDEKF99H

Under the dim glow of the streetlamp, Molly and Bill huddled behind the oak tree, their breath visible in the chill night. Molly glanced at the colorful flyer tucked in her pocket, the advertisement for Tommy’s fifth birthday extravaganza promising a cascade of wrapped presents. Bill adjusted the strap of his worn canvas sack, feeling the weight of the plan settle like a secret. Moonlight bathed the garden in soft, silvery glow tonight. Molly: "Check the fence at three." Bill studied the low wooden barrier, noting the loose board near the gate that would give them a quiet entry. Molly: "I'll bring sack." She patted the sack, confirming it was empty and ready. Bill: "Kids love balloons." He smiled, imagining the bright orbs that would divert the children’s attention as the clown juggled near the cake table. Molly: "Distract with cake." Bill nodded, recalling the sugary tower that would lure the adults away for a refill. Molly: "We take gifts." He whispered, eyes scanning the yard where the gift pile gleamed under twinkling lights. Bill: "Meet at midnight." They exchanged a quick grin, then melted into the shadows, counting down the minutes until the party’s laughter would become their cover.