Run: 2026-07-25-01KYD75PS3S6WE3515CTGJDTCK

Molly spread the blueprint across the hood of the van. Bill squinted at it. "You've drawn a bouncy castle." "It's a structural element, Bill. A tactical bouncy castle." "Molly, it's a five-year-old's birthday party. There will be forty children and a man dressed as a giraffe." "That's why we need disguises." She produced two clown wigs. "We go in as entertainers, we befriend the cake, we locate the gift table—" "Befriend the cake?" "Cakes know things, Bill." She tapped the diagram. "At fourteen hundred hours, the magician does the disappearing rabbit trick. Every adult will be watching. That's our window." "And the presents?" "Thirty-two of them. I counted the invitation list. One kid's bringing a ride-on tractor." "We can't fit a tractor in the van." "We'll fit it, or we leave you behind." Bill sighed and pulled on the wig. "What if the children get suspicious?" "Bill, these children believe a giraffe is doing balloon animals. You could walk out wearing the gift table as a hat." "Fine. But if there's a bouncy castle, I'm having one bounce." "One bounce. Professional bounce." "Deal."