Run: 2026-06-24-01KVX376TD849JXYB86EB2406K

"So we go in through the bouncy castle," Molly said. "The bouncy castle?" "It’s an inflatable entry point, Bill. A tactical advantage." "It’s a static electricity death trap." "Bill, we are stealing presents from a six-year-old today. We need to be nimble." "A rich six-year-old. Did you see the Lego sets in the yard?" "The Death Star?" "No, the Ultimate Collector Millennium Falcon. Pure resale value on eBay." "Fine. We go in through the bouncy castle. What’s the distraction?" "I was thinking the hired clown." "The clown is already there, Molly." "Exactly. I just have to pay him to cry." "You can’t pay a clown to cry." "I’ll tell him his unicycle got towed. Instant tears. Kids will panic." "While they panic, we grab the presents." "And the cake." "Molly, we are not stealing the cake." "It’s a three-tier fondant Batman. Do you know how much black fondant goes for on the black market?" "Fine. The cake too." "What about the parents?" "They’ll be drinking rosé in the kitchen. They won't notice a thing." "So the clown cries, the kids scream, we grab the loot and the fondant." "And bounce." "Literally," Bill sighed.