Run: 2026-09-03-01M1K5NN6ZQZ8NXQ9VYPGV442N

"Listen Bill, the Johnson birthday party starts at noon, and the presents will be piled high." Molly whispered. "Are you serious Molly? We are grown thieves, and you want to steal toys from screaming kids?" Bill groaned. "Exactly! No alarms, no guards, just cake and distracted parents. It is the perfect easy score." Molly laughed. "But what if the clown sees us? That guy with the red nose freaks me out completely." Bill sighed deeply. "Relax, I will dress as a magician, and you can be my grumpy assistant. They will love us." Molly grinned wickedly. "I hate tights, Molly. Last time the costume gave me a rash for a miserable week." Bill shuddered visibly. "Stop whining! Pretend to twist balloons, grab the biggest boxes, and stuff them into the van quickly." Molly winked. "Okay, but I want chocolate cake too. If we risk prison for juice boxes, I need frosting." Bill nodded slowly. "Deal! You grab cake and toys, I will handle screaming toddlers and suspicious mothers with juice." "Great plan, except I am allergic to children, confetti, screaming, and probably birthday fun itself." "Then take antihistamines, tough guy. Saturday we become birthday legends, the present stealing bandits forever."