Run: 2026-05-27-01KSMER0QXSCPSKT8VG7K4EJJZ

The back of a curly brown-haired man leaned against the alley brick. He smoked a toothpick in his mouth like a tiny cigarette. A brunette woman with a short bob cut and a short blue jean jacket stood with him. Awnings sheltering crates of trashcans were behind them. "You sure about this Bill?" Molly asked as she scanned the area. "It may sound funny, but we can't just open up presents in the middle of the street." "Ah, it's a piece of cake," Bill whispered, "unless you saw that strike-out down the alley." "What? No no no - you gotta stop. The alley is some fortress with a pit bull guardin it." Molly replied, "and I don't have the tools." "And who's gonna stop us our identities? Molly nodded. "oh- Molly muted. "Molly Kevins-" Bill smiled with a wink, the cops always fall for her, "Let's just keep quiet walking by might strike us lucky." The tall, be-stached man said, "We ain't havin any of these rationed gifts." "You've read about these parties all over the world, are we gunna have to do all the work"? "We've probably done too many casing these airtight, top-secret dresses." She muttered, "My feets are killin me." "I'd say right-uh-i-i-re." Then they stopped. In a Mary-kay like warehouse that had one guard stationed and trained by military. Molly, zipping by the paper bags of gifts, saw bill tenseing up with guns ready. The open bags of gifts, poppins of various metallic sounds, bill whispers as the bag grows under the tension, and none of the bags open. Bill says the you're hanging out with the puppies in the middle of the street kissing each other with gifts in hand.. Mollies says shhhhh you fool. The closed presents heard shouts heard from the guard, as the guard warns him hollering like a field camp-pound. None of the presents can be opened, that would be considered stealing. Molly gasped, "stealing is right, I'm drinking soda pop." objects spreading throughout the party. They huff and puff seeing the returning of the crowd. Bill surged up admitting his bungled attempt at The dump from the street just created more noise. Molly seeing her downtrodden companion sighs. "I intend to steal that raccoon after you drink up." Bill retched standing. Molly said, "almost got here Jimmy, but the cops burst through making the getaway. end of scene.