Run: 2026-04-27-01KQ77ZTFXXAQQEV5FSB9K61FS

"Pass the blueprints, Bill." "It's a crayon drawing of a bouncy castle, Molly." "Exactly. The vault. Now, what's the guard rotation?" "Three sugar-high six-year-olds and a clown named Giggles wielding a balloon animal shiv." "Tough crowd. Did you secure the distraction?" "I've got a Piñata rigged with sleeping gas." "Amateur. You gas the kids, you wake the parents. We need chaos. Swap it for laxative-laden cupcakes." "Molly, that's a war crime against toddlers." "It's a heist, Bill. Focus. What's the extraction route?" "The plastic slide. I grease the chute, we sled out with the loot bags strapped tight." "And the primary target?" "Lego Death Star, Barbie, and a heavy pony plush." "The pony's the mark. Rest is filler. Remember: no eye contact with the birthday girl. She's the mastermind." "She's five years old, Molly." "She has eyes everywhere and a scream that shatters glass. Mask up. We move when the cake song starts." Bill adjusted his snout. "My dinosaur mask itches." "Deal with it. Now practice your happy dance. If you don't look festive, we're dead." "Do I wiggle my tail?" "Only if you want to trip the laser grid made of streamers. Keep the tail still and grab the pony."