Run: 2026-09-03-01M1KCY5Y8HVJ3DQY3Y22TRAKK

Molly flattened a crayon drawing of the birthday party onto the sticky diner table and tapped a juice stain near the bouncy castle. Bill leaned over, a half-eaten chicken nugget in his fist. He chewed slowly and blinked at the diagram. Then he pointed. "We go in as clowns?" Bill asked. Molly shook her head. "Worse. Birthday magicians." Bill frowned. "Balloon animals?" "Only the sword." They traced the path from the trampoline to the piñata blindfold table, past the cupcake station, and under the snack table where toddlers dropped cheese cubes. Molly pulled out a party horn modified to fire tranquilizer darts and a roll of rainbow duct tape. Bill suggested using the piñata as a diversion. Molly crossed out the bouncy castle on the map. The presents, she explained, would be stacked by the gift table, guarded only by a napping grandmother and a small dog in a unicorn costume. Bill asked if the horn was foam. Molly shrugged. "Assume it's not foam." They agreed to wear padded socks and rehearse their sad-clown faces in the car. Outside, a minivan covered in balloons idled at the curb. Molly folded the map into her purse. "Happy fifth birthday," she whispered.