Run: 2026-09-03-01M1KRPTBH6H8S4TEYX271CY6Q

Molly pulled the binoculars down. Bill was already chewing a glow stick. "Molly, the parents are inside doing shots and the kids are doing a piñata rampage." "I love it. Presents are on the patio table, under a plastic sheet." "That's a nice touch, very Pinterest." "It's a fortress of wrapping paper. We need a distraction." "How about I start crying for a lost puppy?" "You're forty-two. Try singing Happy Birthday off-key." "Okay, okay. You grab the unicorns and the Lego sets, I grab the big stuff." "What about the cake?" "Eat it later. The parents will blame the kids." "And if the six-year-old with the lightsaber sees us?" "I'll tell him I'm the mall Santa. He'll offer me cookies." "Fine. Ten minutes after the piñata falls, we go." "And if we get caught?" "We tell them it was the Tooth Fairy. She has bad credit." "Perfect. Let's move." "Don't forget the gift bags." "I got them." "And the goldfish?" "No goldfish." "We are not stealing a goldfish." "Okay." "Watch the sprinklers." "Always." "Go." "You're bringing the stroller?" "For the loot." "Brilliant." "You are a genius, Bill." "I know." "Let's steal like toddlers." "Let's go."