Run: 2026-04-27-01KQ7244XNTESFZJH2YE8JCR7B

Molly adjusted sunglasses, watching the spin cycle. Bill sat on a dryer, peeling a juice sticker. "The trajectory is suboptimal," Molly muttered, tapping a scribbled napkin. "Forty-two minutes until the piñata. We need a distraction louder than a screaming toddler." Bill slurped. "Aiming for presents, Mo. Silencing the toddler feels like a union violation." Molly smoothed the napkin. "Toddler is the siren. Presents are the gold. Parents are trading gluten-free brownies. Attention spans short. We exploit that." Bill glanced up. "Gluten-free? Health-conscious mark? My stealth is calibrated for chaos, not kale." Molly pointed. "Sixth birthday. Chaos inherent. Mom is a yoga instructor using passive-aggressive breathing for communication. When she holds downward-dog, we slide through the pet door." Bill laughed. "Pet door? I have substantial girth and moral ambiguity. I kick doors open with style." Molly scribbled. "Not if you want the Lego space station. Wrapped in cartoon cat paper. Beneath the tree. Mine." Bill lowered the pouch. "The space station exists?" Bill paled. "I would kill for it. Pet door. Fine. But I'm wearing the thermal compression suit." "July? Party smells like latex and sugar?" Molly asked. "Aerodynamic. Plus, if caught, I look like an inflatable tube man. Buys twelve seconds. Eternity for holding Legos." Molly scribbled. "Fine. Tube man decoy. I take the window. Posing as late DJ. Mixer in tote bag." Bill patted pockets. "My role? Aggressive breakdancing distraction?" "Cut the rope. Drop the piñata. Donkey falls. Children descend. I grab bags." "Drop the donkey? Malicious." "Efficient. Plastic donkey is irrelevant. Father is the threat. Former competitive eater eyeing cookie table with predatory focus. Sees us, tackles us, eats shoes." Bill paled. "Eaten shoes? Violation of Geneva Convention of Thieves." "Drop donkey swiftly. On my mark. Wire cutters ready?" "Ready. Keep the cupcakes?" "Only if not evidence. Check watch. Balloon guy is setting up. Giraffe before we move means failure." Bill stood. "After you. Avoid glitter. It gets in socks." "Just presents, Bill. Childhood stays with victim. We are professionals."