Run: 2026-04-27-01KQ78HYR1VRS0KV2TH024H3SN

Bill adjusted his sumo suit, sweat pooling at his eyes. "Bill, check the piñata tension. If the ribbon snaps, we lose the haul." Bill gave a thumbs up. "It's secure, Molly. I rigged the donkey with steel cable." Molly tapped her wrist comm. "Distraction plan?" Bill mimed tripping. "Check the vents. I trip the foam cannon. Chaos buys us ninety seconds. After cupcakes, their brain function melts. We go when the frosting hits." She narrowed her gaze beneath her neon party hat, finger on the trigger. "Signal?" Bill cracked his knuckles, the suit inflating slightly with the friction. "You yell Surprise. I scream Fire. Quietly. Plausible deniability." Molly glanced at the parents lounging by the streamers, their backs to the treasure. "The parents are watching the bounce house. We need to move fast." Bill hefted the velvet sack, testing the weight of their imagined loot. "I'll take the heat. You grab the Lego tower and the golden retriever figurine." Molly paused, her gloved finger hovering over the trigger. "Why the dog?" Bill adjusted his goggles, a mischievous glint in his wide plastic lenses. "Resale value, Molly." Molly grinned, hefting the sack over her shoulder as the clock ticked down. "We're ghosts in the frosting. Let's make it rain."