Run: 2026-09-03-01M1KZJ5B5Y8PBDRZRCC3DKJ05

Behind a hedge, Molly and Bill crouched. "Molly," Bill whispered, "the presents are unguarded, except by sugar." Bill adjusted his mask. A balloon popped. "Sugar is a serious security system," Molly said. "There's a cake table with a toddler sentry." "I brought a decoy cake." "You brought a cake?" "Gluten-free. Very intimidating." "What's the plan?" "We enter as clowns." "Actual clowns?" "Birthday clowns. Nobody questions a red nose." "I question it." "Then enter as a lost magician." "The real magician is already inside." "Even better. I'll accuse him of stealing my rabbit." "Bill, we're there to steal presents." "Right. While he's distracted, we load the loot into the wagon." "A wagon?" "It's thematic." "How do we leave?" "Through the bounce house exit." "That's a slide." "It's an escape tunnel." "If we get caught—" "We plead birthday." "You are unhinged." "Also, I invited the pony." "You invited the pony?" "He's an inside equid." "That's not a word." "It is in France." "Bill, there is no France in this plan." "Fine, but he expects a carrot bribe." "We're stealing toys, not running a stable." "The pony disagrees." "He neighed about dental?" "Naturally." "And uninvited," Bill said. "Now put on the chicken suit."