Run: 2026-07-07-01KWZ4THTRT9RC42MTJ3PW67P0

Molly peered through the binoculars. "They've stacked the presents right by the bouncy castle. This is too easy." Bill squinted. "Too easy? There's a ring of five-year-olds with no impulse control and a lady holding a cake knife." "That's the mom, Bill. She's cutting cake." "So she's armed and emotional." Molly lowered the binoculars. "We go in during the piñata. The chaos covers us." "And our exit strategy? What if we get cornered by a kid asking for a hug?" "You say you're allergic to joy and keep walking." Bill shook his head. "We need a distraction. I remembered my old mime costume. I can do a invisible box routine right in front of the gift table." "Last time you mimed, a real mime showed up and publicly corrected your form. You cried." "That mime was a bully." "Fine. New plan. I cause a helium crisis. You grab the loot." "How do you cause a helium crisis?" "I pop all the balloons at once." "Then everyone looks at the noise, and they look at you." "Exactly. You're the decoy." "I'm the decoy? Who grabs the presents?" "The person not dressed as a birthday clown." "I'm not wearing the clown suit." "You brought it. I saw the van. It's in the back." "That's for emergencies." "This is an emergency. You're wearing the suit." Bill sighed. "Fine. But if a single kid asks me for a balloon animal, I'm abandoning the mission." "Noted. Now start squeezing into the suit. We have a party to rob."