Run: 2026-09-03-01M1KCHGPRD9DMMV6J19DW89H0

Molly and Bill crouched behind a hedge, watching the garden party explode with children. The lawn was a chaos of streamers, screaming, and a bouncy castle that quivered under a swarm of six-year-olds. Bill scratched his fake beard, dislodging a flake of foam. "The presents are by the magician." Molly adjusted her sunglasses, scanning the layout. She had a plan: Bill would trip the caterer, sending a tray of cupcakes airborne. In the chaos, she'd swap the gift bag with one full of bricks. "Why bricks?" he whispered. "Weight." Bill sneezed. He was allergic to the pony rides, the glitter, and the sheer volume of screaming. His eyes watered instantly. Molly handed him a tissue. "You're the distraction." Bill paled. "I'm the distraction?" He looked at the children, the clown, and the giant unicorn piñata. The magician was pulling a rabbit from a hat, and the birthday girl was crying because the rabbit was missing an ear. "I'd rather take the bricks." Molly grinned. Then she shoved him onto the bouncy castle. He bounced once, twice, and then disappeared into the pile of flailing limbs. The clown tried to blow a whistle but only produced a sad, rubbery little squeak.