Run: 2026-09-03-01M1KRJ8E1V158GKAYP0QX3W6K

Molly crouched by the fence while Bill unfolded a crayon drawing of the house. "Okay, party at three, presents in the living room, kids in the bounce house." "That's our window." "It's a fifteen minute window." "They're five." "Exactly." "So what's the plan?" "You go in as the clown." "I am not wearing that polyester nightmare." "You already bought the nose." "Fine. You be the lost parent looking for the bathroom." "I am not that old." "You look forty in cargo pants." "Rude. And the presents?" "We grab them fast, bag them, toss them over the fence." "What if a kid asks for their gift?" "We say it's a surprise early release." "They're going to cry." "They cry when you blow out candles too. It's a feature." "Bill, this is wrong." "It's a heist, Molly. Morally flexible is the whole point." "Just don't eat the cake." "Why not?" "Because sugar makes us sloppy and we have to run." "We have three minutes to get in position." "Do we have the van?" "Parked behind the cul-de-sac." "Good. Let's make history." "Let's make a mess." "Remember, no running in the house." "Clowns don't run." "Clowns waddle dramatically." "You're a terrible thief." "You're a worse partner."