Run: 2026-09-24-01M39VZG9TCQ706NY4N85TB83T

Molly adjusted her ski mask. "Alright, Bill. We go in through the bouncy castle." "The what?" "The inflatable death trap in the backyard. It's our only blind spot." "I hate inflatables. They squeak." "You're a cat burglar whose knees squeak. That's dignified squeaking. What's the haul?" "Fourteen presents. One of them is a pony." "A live pony? We're stealing a live pony?" "No, the pony is entertainment. We're stealing the presents. Focus." "What if the clown sees us?" "The clown is my cousin, Gary. He's covering us." "Gary the Clown? He owed you money?" "He owed me a favor. He's making balloon animals as a distraction." "Balloon animals aren't a distraction. They're a delicacy." "Nobody is eating Gary's work. Now, the piñata is rigged with the alarm." "A piñata alarm? What kind of monster parents are these?" "Ex-military. The candy is a dead man's switch." "I'm having second thoughts. These are children's presents." "Children have too many presents. We're redistribution specialists." "What's in the boxes? Legos? Legos are worth a fortune." "Legos, a dinosaur, and something called a 'Fuji-Flub.'" "A Fuji-Flub? I want the Fuji-Flub." "Nobody gets the Fuji-Flub. We sell it. Ready?" "I'm ready. Let's go steal some toys." "And Bill?" "Yeah?" "Don't eat the candy." "No promises."