Run: 2026-09-03-01M1KRNXVM9Q5VBM6FSZXS5ND2

Molly spread the party invitation on the table. Bill picked up a plastic dinosaur. Molly: Okay, so it's a five-year-old's birthday, backyard, three parents max, and a mountain of presents by the trampoline. Bill: Perfect. Kids don't lock doors, they lock emotions. Presents are unguarded. Molly: The brief says in and out in four minutes before the cake. Bill: Four minutes is plenty if we don't get distracted by the pinata. Molly: No pinata. Focus. You grab the good stuff from the table, I handle the goodie bags. Bill: Goodie bags are theft too, Molly. Molly: It's a heist, Bill, not a charity drive. We take everything. Bill: What about the kid? Molly: We leave a note. "Sorry, the presents ran away." Bill: That's creepy. Molly: It's branding. You bring the grappling hook. Bill: It's a two-foot fence, Molly. Molly: Then bring your legs. Ten o'clock. Don't wear a mask, wear a clown wig. Trust me. Bill: Fine but if a child cries I'm blaming you. Molly: Deal. And if we get caught, we tell them it was for a good cause. Bill: What cause? Molly: Our retirement fund.