Run: 2026-09-23-01M36WJDHZR8R205RG44FMPJSW

"I can't believe we're doing this," Molly whispered, crouching behind the hedge. "Children's presents, Bill. We've robbed casinos, banks — now we're going after a six-year-old's birthday haul." "It's only because the Diamond Auction is on Thursday and we're broke, Moll," Bill replied, adjusting his black ski mask. "So shut up and focus." "Fine. What's the plan?" "Balloon delivery. We walk in dressed as balloon people, grab the gift table, and walk out." "People dressed as balloons? That's your genius plan?" "It's foolproof! Kids love balloons. Nobody asks questions." "What if someone recognizes us?" "Nobody recognizes you when you're wearing a giant purple balloon suit. Now — the gift table is in the living room, correct?" "According to Lisa's text, yes. Next to the cake." "Okay. I'll distract them by doing balloon animals while you fill the bags. Then we're out the back." "What if they have a dog?" "It's their grandma's dog, Moll. It weighs four pounds." "Right. Let's go." "Wait — did you remember the bags?" "...No." "Unbelievable."