Run: 2026-09-03-01M1K5NR3GPX293KFNZ19DR907

Molly pressed her back against the pastel fence, binoculars trained on the bouncy castle. Bill crouched beside her, holding a duffel bag labeled TOTALLY NOT SUSPICIOUS. "Bill, the target is a seven year old's birthday party," Molly whispered. "Exactly, Molly. Kids get the best loot untouched Lego sets," Bill replied. "Are we really stealing presents from children? That's low even for us," Molly said. "Think of it as aggressive toy redistribution. Plus there is cake," Bill said. Molly sighed as a clown twisted balloons into swords nearby. The backyard overflowed with wrapped boxes stacked beside a folding table. Parents chatted near the grill, oblivious. "Okay, plan is you distract the clown while I grab the pile," Molly said. "Why do I always distract the terrifying clown?" Bill asked. "Because you look like his understudy. Wear the red nose," Molly said. Bill grimaced and pulled the rubber nose on. He stood dramatically. The clown waved a balloon poodle very enthusiastically. "Molly, he loves me! Should I ask for swords or just run now?" Bill whispered. "Just run, you idiot, grab the cake too!" Molly hissed. "Wish me luck or call backup," Bill muttered. Molly rolled her eyes and sprinted toward presents.