Run: 2026-09-23-01M36NJ4M0B765HS0E5GZ7QZT3

Molly spread the party map across the bonnet of their getaway van. A cartoon dinosaur grinned beneath the words HAPPY SIXTH BIRTHDAY, while Bill studied the pencilled route with a thief’s seriousness and a birthday clown’s shoes. “The presents are under the snack table,” Molly whispered. Bill nodded. “And the snacks?” “Collateral.” They had dressed as entertainers: Molly wore a magician’s cape, Bill a papier-mâché moon. Unfortunately, the moon had a face, and it looked exactly like their wanted posters. He turned it around. The plan was simple. Molly would announce a disappearing rabbit. Bill would distract the parents by pretending to be a professional balloon artist. Then they would load the presents into a giant gift bag and stroll out before anyone noticed. “What if a child asks for a balloon?” Molly said. “I’ll make one.” “You can’t make balloons.” “I can make promises.” Inside, the party roared with sugar-fuelled chaos. Molly stepped onto a chair and flourished a wand. Bill squeezed a balloon until it squeaked like a startled mouse. Every child stared. Then the birthday boy pointed at Bill’s moon head. “That’s the man from the picture!” The parents turned. Molly grabbed the gift bag. Bill grabbed the cake. They escaped through the kitchen, pursued by six children and one furious magician’s rabbit. Outside, they discovered the bag contained only wrapping paper. Bill sighed. “At least we got cake.” Molly glanced back at the party. “Next time, we steal the balloons.”