Run: 2026-05-31-01KSYXBHJVCZ51XHASKKV7E8Y2

"So we wait until the piñata," Molly whispered. "Why the piñata?" "Because, Bill, when that thing bursts, every kid loses their tiny mind. Pure chaos. We grab the gifts and vanish." "What about the parents?" "Distracted. Filming. Crying about how fast their babies grew up." "And the clown?" "What clown?" "There's always a clown, Molly." "Then we neutralize the clown." "I'm not punching a clown." "You won't punch him. You'll simply offer to hold his balloons, and when his hands are full—" "I steal the balloons?" "No, you genius, we slip past him. Focus." "I don't like clowns. They've got those eyes." "Everyone's got eyes, Bill." "Not like clowns." "Can we please discuss the actual plan?" "Fine. How do we carry forty presents?" "The bouncy castle." "Excuse me?" "We deflate it, load the loot inside, roll it out like a giant burrito." "That's... actually brilliant." "I know." "One problem. I RSVP'd as 'Uncle Terrence.' What if they ask about Terrence?" "You said you were a guest?" "I brought a card. It plays music." "Bill." "It seemed festive!" "We are robbing children, not attending the party." "A man can do both, Molly. A man can do both."