Run: 2026-05-01-01KQHT4GQFQ1478FT8SG2R4B24

Molly and Bill crouched behind a hedge near the noisy children's party filled with balloons, games and laughter. Their hearts raced with anticipation and guilt. "Bill, let's hit the party at three," Molly said. "You distract with magic, I grab the presents. Easy." Bill peeked over the leaves nervously. "But what if the kids cry or the parents call the cops on us, Molly?" he asked. Molly chuckled, pulling clown wigs from her backpack. "Stop worrying. We wear clown suits and blend in. Think of the money from selling those new bikes and toys." She handed him a red nose with an encouraging smile. Bill took it reluctantly looking quite unhappy about the whole thing. "This is insane. Stealing from children at their own party. But okay, if you say so." Molly grinned as she applied her makeup in preparation for the big event. "Exactly. And remember no one will suspect us because who would think thieves would be so heartless to take from kids." Bill sighed, adjusting his outfit with obvious reluctance showing on his face. "You have a point there. Let's go over the escape route one more time before we suit up for this crazy job."