Run: 2026-04-24-01KQ06JE3SDEMWXKY13TB2BCHM

"So we go in through the bouncy castle," Molly said, adjusting her black turtleneck. "Inflatable entry. Classic. What about the clown?" Bill asked, checking his earpiece. "I'll handle the clown. You grab the loot." "What if the kids get suspicious?" "They're six. Just tell them we're the present inspectors." "Present inspectors? That's ridiculous." "Works every time. Now, the target is the mountain of gifts by the pinata." "Pinata? What if it breaks while we're inside?" "Then you hit the deck. Blindfolded kids with bats are a liability, Bill." "Maybe I wear a helmet." "You're stealing from toddlers, Bill. Have some dignity. Grab the shiny packages, avoid the ones that rattle, and meet me by the ice cream truck." "Why avoid the rattlers?" "Legos. Stepping on a Lego during a getaway is a rookie mistake. I lost a toe in eighty-nine." "Right. Safety first. What's the exit strategy?" "Slip and slide out the backyard." "I always ruin my pants on those things." "Wear synthetics. Move fast, grab big, and whatever you do, do not make eye contact with the birthday boy." "What if he cries?" "Then we run. No hesitating. I won't go back to the ball pit. Not ever again."