Run: 2026-09-03-01M1KRR25V7G0XH1VJ4QG44167

"Are you seriously wearing oversized clown shoes, Bill?" "They muffle my footsteps on hardwood, Molly. Look at the perimeter: balloon animals at twelve o'clock, bouncy castle at two." "Focus. The loot table is by the kitchen. We need those wrapped boxes before the piñata drops." "Did you bring the duffel bag?" "It is stashed behind the inflatable dragon. What is the juice box situation?" "Hostile. Toddlers everywhere. Unpredictable movements, pure sugar rush, sticky fingers." "We crawl beneath the snack table. You grab the Lego sets, I sweep the gaming consoles." "What if the birthday boy intercepts us?" "Throw a cupcake at his face and run. We only have four minutes until the terrible magician finishes his act." "Is robbing a seven-year-old our absolute rock bottom?" "Bill, the kid demanded a motorized mini-Porsche and received two. He will survive without the remote-control helicopter." "Fair point. Did you prep the distraction?" "Glitter bomb aimed right at the ceiling fan. Total pandemonium." "Brilliant. Grab the ribbon shears and adjust your festive party mask." "Do I squeak the rubber chicken on three?" "Do not squeak the chicken, Bill." "I am squeaking it." Molly groaned in defeat.