Run: 2026-07-07-01KWZ5QFVJQTD0JXXMMSFG7SFS

"So let me get this straight," Bill whispered. "We're hitting a six-year-old's birthday party?" "Exactly," Molly replied. "And the target?" "A pony, a bouncy castle, and approximately forty-seven presents." "Forty-seven?" "I counted. Little Tyler's parents went overboard." "What's the security situation?" "A clown named Bonkers and a sleep-deprived mom named Karen." "Armed?" "With a phone and opinions, Bill. She'll call the cops before you can say 'juice box.'" "So what's the approach?" "We go as caterers. I've got the uniforms." "You stole catering uniforms?" "Borrowed. From a restaurant. Through a window. At two in the morning." "Same thing." "Focus, Bill. We enter through the kitchen, pose as the cake delivery, then load the presents into the van while Bonkers makes balloon animals." "What about the pony?" "We're not taking the pony." "We could sell the pony." "We're not taking the pony, Bill." "Fine. What about the kids?" "What about them?" "Won't they notice?" "They'll be in the bouncy castle. Kids are dumb." "They're six, Molly." "Exactly. Now get in the van. We've got a party to crash."