Run: 2026-03-18-01KM1FWNAB2V9HHYPMZ9QSRGV5

Molly spread the blueprints on the kitchen table. Bill squinted at the pastel invitation. "Molly: Okay, here's the plan: we crash the 'Princesses & Pirates' birthday bash, blend with the glittery mob, then snatch every present under the giant bounce house." "Bill: Do we really need to wear a superhero cape? I thought the clown disguise was the ticket." "Molly: Absolutely. The capes make us look like extra party favors, and the kids will think we’re the magical prize patrol. Plus, the parents will be too busy photographing to notice a couple of extra 'goody' smugglers." "Bill: Alright, I’m in. What’s the timing? Do we sneak in when the cake’s being cut, or wait till the piñata explodes?" "Molly: We’ll hit the moment the glitter confetti cannons fire. That’s when the parents’ eyes will be locked on the sky, not the gift table. I’ll hand you the lock‑pick, you slip the glittery ribbon off the presents." "Bill: Got it. And if anyone asks, we’re party favors delivery crew. I’ll wear a name tag that says 'Gifts, Inc.' and you can flash a badge that reads 'Chief Elf.' That should keep the kids from screaming and the cops from showing up."