Run: 2026-04-24-01KQ02NJVWFS6954YD4F59XWSF

In the garage, Molly and Bill huddled over the party invitation, whispering. Molly: "The party is at 3 p.m., kids will be distracted by balloons." Bill: "We slip in through the back, grab the gift table, and vanish before the clown arrives." Molly: "What about the piñata? Should we swing it or just take the candy?" Bill: "Leave the piñata, it's messy; the presents are all in the gift bags." Molly: "The gift table is under a pink tarp. We need a ladder." Bill: "I brought one from the construction site, hidden in my van." Molly: "Great, we knock on the door, pretend to be entertainers." Bill: "I'll wear the oversized rabbit suit, you’ll be the magician." Molly: "Kids love magicians, they’ll gather around, we’ll distract them with tricks." Bill: "Meanwhile I’ll scoop up the bags, quick as a bunny." Molly: "We need to time it with the cake cutting, that’s the peak chaos." Bill: "Exactly, the sirens of frosting drown out any alarm." Molly: "After we’re out, we split the loot at the dock." Bill: "And we never speak of it again." Bill: "We'll vanish like ghosts, no footprints left." Molly: "And the kids will think it was magic."