Run: 2026-07-01-01KWE8WY48SHQJN76H2P73N33A

"Okay, so it's a six-year-old's birthday party," Molly said. "How hard can it be?" "Six-year-olds travel in packs, Molly. Packs of screaming, sugar-crazed little monsters." "They're children, Bill, not wolves." "Same thing. Same teeth, even, once they lose the baby ones." "Focus. The presents are on the table by the bounce house. We go in disguised as the entertainment—" "Absolutely not. I am not putting on that clown costume again." "It's not a clown costume, it's a 'whimsical party jester' costume." "It has a bell on the hat, Molly." "One bell!" "I have standards." "You robbed a church bake sale last Tuesday." "That was different. Those cupcakes had my name on them, spiritually." "Fine. New plan. You're the pizza delivery guy. I'll be the magician's assistant. Nobody questions a magician's assistant." "Nobody questions a magician's assistant because nobody notices a magician's assistant. That's the whole point of the job." "Exactly! So while the real magician is pulling scarves out of his sleeve, I'm pulling presents into a duffel bag." "And if some kid asks where the presents went?" "I tell him the rabbit ate them." "...That's actually not bad." "I know. Now go get the pizzas. And Bill—no eating the evidence this time."