Run: 2026-09-03-01M1K9NZ6EGEGNDT40X8137FA4

"Okay, run it by me again, Bill. We're robbing a bouncy castle?" "We're robbing the presents, Molly, not the castle. The castle is just the venue." "Right. And the target demographic? Five-year-olds." "Six to nine, actually. The parents'll be drunk near the punch bowl. The kids'll be hyped on cake. Easy pickings." "So our grand criminal plan is to stick up a bunch of toddlers for a gift bag and a plush unicorn?" "It's a majestic plush unicorn. Limited edition. It's worth serious money on the collector's market, believe it or not." "I find that very hard to believe." "I've seen it. Now, listen. I'll cause a distraction by 'magically' producing a live dove from my sleeve." "You don't have a dove." "I have a bag of flour and a rubber chicken. The outcome is the same. Chaos. While the little monsters are crying, you move in on the present table." "I'm not climbing over a table. My back hurts." "Then you'll crawl under it. Jesus, Molly, it's a snatch and grab." "But there's confetti everywhere. It'll get in my hair." "I'll give you a dollar." "Fifty." "Four dollars and that's final." "You're a cheap boss, Bill. A real criminal mastermind." "Stop complaining and start stretching. The party opens at two."