Run: 2026-03-18-01KM1GMHPPP107XBHY4G7ZTYRA

Molly and Bill grin, adrenaline humming as party lights glitter. The inflatable castle wobbles, promising a soft landing after theft. "First, we need a distraction—a clown who can juggle while we slip in." "I know a juggler who owes me a favor and a squeaky nose." "Perfect. We'll hide the loot in the bounce house until the parents leave." "And we slip out with a sack of toys faster than a toddler can say 'cake'." "Remember, the door's locked with a digital code—I'll hack it with my phone." "And I’ll bring a bag of candy to bribe the older kids." "If we get caught, we pretend we're clowns, then vanish in the confetti." "Deal. Let’s rehearse the timing—three minutes for the cake, then we scoot." "On three, we sprint, grab the stash, and dash." "Hold the giggles, because we’re the real party poopers!" Molly: Alright, Bill, after the cake, we slip under the table and grab the piñata loot. Bill: Got it. I'll stash the gifts in my oversized backpack while you distract the magicians. Molly: And if the DJ plays a remix of 'Happy Birthday', we bust a move, then vanish. Bill: Ready? Molly: Set? Bill: Go! Molly: Now!