Run: 2026-04-24-01KQ0G2K4ZY3QF3VHYVZ0C2097

Molly unfolded the blueprint across the hood of the van. "Okay, Bill. Bouncy castle's here, piñata's here, and the present table is right next to the clown." "I hate clowns." "Everyone hates clowns. That's why it's the perfect distraction." "What's our exit?" "Back gate, through the petting zoo, over the fence by the porta-potty." "There's a petting zoo?" "Bill, focus." "I'm just saying, goats are unpredictable." "More unpredictable than a bounce house full of sugar-drunk seven-year-olds?" "Fair point." "You'll go in dressed as Uncle Terry. Nobody's met Uncle Terry. Uncle Terry lives in Saskatchewan." "And you?" "Face painter. Nobody questions a face painter." "Molly, you can't draw." "I can draw a butterfly." "You cannot draw a butterfly." "I can draw something that a four-year-old will accept as a butterfly under duress." "What about the parents?" "Open bar, Bill. Open bar at a kid's party means those parents will be face-down in the guacamole by two." "And the presents?" "Straight into the diaper bag. Nobody checks a diaper bag." "Molly, this might be our masterpiece." "Bill, this is the Ocean's Eleven of birthday parties." "What's the theme?" "Paw Patrol." "God help us."