Run: 2026-09-10-01M25DCS0WP5SQWV655TYBM4X4

Molly crouched behind the bouncy castle, adjusting her tiny pirate hat. Bill wrestled with a pink clown wig and a sack labeled PARTY LOOT. The birthday boy's backyard glittered with streamers, sugared toddlers, and a mountain of wrapped presents. "Bill, the clown suit chafes." "Ignore it. Presents first." "The piñata is a decoy." "I want cake too." Bill sighed. Molly checked her clipboard. The plan was simple: Bill would juggle near the gift table, Molly would crawl beneath it, and they would swap the presents for weighted decoys. The only complication was a fleet of sugar-fueled five-year-olds armed with party horns and no sense of personal property. A toddler in a dinosaur hoodie stared at Bill. Bill offered a balloon sword. The toddler bit it. Molly hissed that they should move. Bill tripped over a hula hoop, sending a tray of cupcakes into the punch bowl. Children cheered. Parents turned. Molly grabbed two presents and ran. Bill grabbed the cake. The getaway tricycle waited by the fence. It had one wheel and a banana seat. Behind them, a small girl shouted that the clown stole her unicorn. Bill said faintly, "No. Unicorn." Molly decided they would need a better fence.