Run: 2026-04-27-01KQ72H5WPRRRJ0S9040C602R0

"So, the target's the Mayor's kid's birthday bash?" Molly asked. "Affirmative," Bill hissed. "Cake, and six hundred dollars in LEGO sets unboxed by an impatient six-year-old." "Why presents? Don't we hit buffets for silverware?" "Silverware triggers alarms. Toys trigger indifference. It's gravity-based theft. Plus, the dad collects rare action figures." "What's the breach?" "The piñata. We hollow the donkey, insert ourselves, and wait for blindfolded brats to swing. We absorb impact, roll out the back, and scatter." "Lawsuit territory. I prefer less bruising." "Option two: Bouncy Castle Infiltration. Crawl the blower duct, drop into the ball pit, pose as malfunctioning animatronics." "Animatronics?" "Chaos creates cover. While adults investigate twitching clown suits, we vacuum the gift table with this shop-vac." "What about the juice box zone?" "Deadly. Sticky floors slow us down. We route past the snack table, grab cupcakes for weight distribution, and dump them on the path." "You brought the shop-vac?" "I bring everything. Operation Unwrapping is a go, right?" "Only if no glitter tutus." "Negotiable. Just grab the tape." "Wait, what about the balloon arch?" "Absolute trap. Pop it and the dad drops a net. Ex-military. Stick to the plan." "Fine. If sprinkles hit me, you're buying smoothies." "Deal. Just kiss the shop-vac."