Run: 2026-03-25-01KMJ87P89JE0M0AF92SXSNRH1

Molly adjusted her neon fanny pack, its glow-in-the-dark stripes pulsing like a dying disco ball. Bill, crouched behind a堆积 of inflatable unicorns, squinted at the blueprint she’d labeled *Mission: Santa’s Little Sleuths*. “We’re robbing a *birthday party*,” he hissed. “They’ve got a piñata. A *piñata*, Molly. That thing’s gonna sense us like a glitter-covered shark.” “Relax,” Molly said, tossing him a noise-canceling muffin. “The piñata’s name is ‘Princess Sparklefluff.’ It’s distracted by kids. We’ll slip in during *The Wheels on the Bus* singalong. Simple.” Bill popped the muffin in his mouth. “And the presents? Like, how do we steal twelve wrapped boxes without a ‘something’s fishy’ moment?” “We unwrap them,” Molly said. “Replace toys with… this.” She held up a fist-sized plush squid. “Squid-toy switcheroo. No one checks the stuffing.” Bill gnawed his lip, considering. “What about the cake? That’s basically a surveillance drone. Frosting cam?” Molly rolled her eyes. “It’s a cupcake. With a bulldog on top. We’ll bump it. Chaos happens. Now, rehearse your part: you’re a balloon animal named ‘Steve.’” Bill saluted. “Steve the Balloon Man! Expert in stealth and candy corn smuggling.” “Perfect. Just try not to inflate yourself like last time. We’re not robbing a Macy’s float.” Outside, a car pulled into the party venue. Molly grabbed her squid. “Time to party-crash, Steve.” Bill grinned. “Time to get *squeezed*.”