Run: 2026-09-23-01M37HDJ9FRSFVJ3W02A3V4S4W

Molly spread a crayon map across the café table. Its blue squiggle represented the garden, while a yellow blob marked the children's party. Bill studied the perimeter through binoculars made from two toilet rolls. "We enter as magicians, grab the presents, and vanish." Bill lowered the binoculars. "What if the birthday boy asks us to produce a rabbit?" Molly tapped the blob with a sugar packet. They had no rabbit, but Bill owned a cardigan with exceptionally deep pockets. Inside were three balloons, a bent spoon, and a parking ticket he insisted was lucky. Across the street, children shrieked around a mountain of presents. Their parents watched from folding chairs, armed with cameras and the alertness of people expecting someone else to supervise. The thieves rehearsed their entrance behind a hedge. Molly flourished her cape, which was actually a shower curtain. Bill attempted a bow and dislodged the hedge's resident hedgehog. It rolled down the pavement like an indignant pincushion. At the gate, the birthday boy spotted them immediately. He handed Molly a paper crown and Bill a clipboard. Before either could object, they were assigned to carry the presents indoors, sing loudly, and wash thirty sticky plates.