Run: 2026-03-18-01KM1H0W37JJ3KJW4GK3KZ4GY3

The garden was a riot of pastel balloons, streamers that fluttered like nervous parrots, and a bouncy castle that seemed to pulse with the rhythm of a hundred feet. Children shrieked as a clown juggled flaming (well, foam) cupcakes, while parents pretended to sip lemonade while secretly checking their phones for updates on the missing Wi‑Fi password. Hidden behind a wall of inflatable dinosaurs, Molly tightened the strap on her gift‑sack, its foam to muffle the crinkling of wrapping paper. Bill, disguised as a party entertainer with a glittery cape and a clipboard, scanned the crowd for the best exit route, his eyes flicking to the glitter‑covered table where the presents were stacked like tiny treasure chests. Their plan was simple: slip in during the cake‑cutting ceremony, swap the boxes with empty decoys, and vanish before the birthday song reached its final chorus. The obstacle was a particularly aggressive magician who insisted on performing a trick that required a volunteer from the audience, a child who would inevitably scream “Pick me!” at the worst possible moment. Molly whispered, “Okay, I'll disable the balloon arch while you snatch the cake.” Bill added, “Deal, and I'll swap the piñata for a decoy.”