Run: 2026-05-20-01KS25XW4C1B1QADXQV4Q854XQ

Molly adjusted her binoculars, staring at the bouncy castle. We go in when the magician starts his show. That gives us exactly twelve minutes to sweep the gift table. Bill shook his head, chewing on a pastel-colored lollipop. Twelve minutes? That wizard looks like he knows his stuff. What if he does the endless scarf trick? That could delay the cake by ten. We do not have ten minutes, Bill. The clown is already eyeing us from the balloon station. Did you pack the distraction? I brought the supreme juice boxes, Bill whispered, tapping his tactical vest. Sixty percent real juice. They will tear each other apart for these. Perfect. While the toddlers riot over high-fructose corn syrup, we bag the loot. Remember, prioritize the big boxes. What about the gift bags? Some of those have giant bows. Bows are amateur, Bill. We want Lego sets. If I see one more handmade card, I will scream. Got it. High-value plastic only. Do we have a getaway plan? Molly smiled, pulling a key card from her pocket. The pony trailer out back is unlocked. We ride at three o'clock sharp.