Run: 2026-09-23-01M36P510D4QDYJ0F66YK4DNHB

“Molly, the party’s in there, and every present is ours for the taking.” “Bill, you said we were casing a birthday party, not declaring war on wrapping paper.” “What’s the plan?” “We stroll in, blend with the grown-ups, and leave with the gift pile.” “Molly, we’re wearing black turtlenecks.” “Festive black.” “And you’re carrying a sack marked ‘Definitely Not Presents.’” “Also, you brought a crowbar.” “For opening stubborn gift bags.” “Those are paper.” “Molly, we need confidence.” “They suspect exactly two adults at a children’s party.” “Then we act like relatives.” “Whose relatives?” “Yours. You have the face of an uncle.” “I have the face of a wanted poster.” “What if the children ask who we are?” “We say we’re the entertainment.” A shriek of laughter burst from inside. “Was that a child?” “Bill, look through the window. They’ve made a card for the birthday girl.” “‘Thank you for coming, everyone.’” “Someone made us a card?” “No, that’s the invitation.” “I’m keeping it. It’s the only present we’ve earned.” “We haven’t earned anything.” “Then let’s go.” “Empty-handed?” “Bill, we came to steal gifts from children.” “Right. Let’s leave before I start feeling like a villain.” “You already have the turtleneck.” “Then I’ll be a villain with boundaries.”