Run: 2026-09-03-01M1K5DX7895CRPABKXV2DZW0A

"Okay, the party starts at three, so we sneak in dressed as clowns with baggy pants for loot." said Molly. "I hate clowns, Molly. Last time the nose squeaked and that little kid bit my leg really hard." said Bill. "Stop whining. You distract the magician with your terrible balloon animals while I grab the present table." said Molly. "What if the parents catch us? There will be twenty moms filming everything on their phones, you know." said Bill. "They will be too busy arguing about gluten and juice boxes to notice two extra clowns stealing gifts." said Molly. "Fair point. The presents are for a seven year old. How much Lego and slime can we pawn?" said Bill. "Are you kidding? Last birthday haul got us four game consoles, three tablets, and a golden scooter, dummy." said Molly. "Okay, I am in. I will park the van by the castle and keep it running for getaway." said Bill. "Perfect. And remember the code word is sprinkles. You yell sprinkles if a kid starts crying or recognizes you." said Molly. "Got it. Sprinkles means run. Honestly stealing candy from babies was easier than robbing these spoiled birthday brats." said Bill.