Run: 2026-10-06-01M48W48ACMA0BNEBXY04KGDWA

Molly adjusted her party hat and whispered, "Bill, are you absolutely certain about this?" "Certain? Molly, I've been certain since Tuesday. The Henderson boy turns six. Six, Molly. Six years of accumulated birthday loot." "But it's a children's party." "Exactly! Security through obscurity. Who expects thieves at a bounce house?" Molly clutched her gift bag. "I brought a present. Shouldn't we bring presents?" "To a heist? Molly, we're professionals." "But what if they notice we're not—" "Bill, I've been doing this since I was twelve. I stole my first lollipop from a birthday party." "That was your own party." "Details! Look, the cake comes out at three. We slip in during the singing, grab the table, vanish through the kitchen. The magician's assistant is our inside woman." "She's nine." "She's nine and she hates clowns. We're doing her a favor." Molly sighed. "Fine. But if a child catches us, I'm blaming you." "Naturally. Now, do you have the tranquilizer?" "What? No! We're not tranquilizing children!" "Party favors, Molly. For the parents. They drink the punch." "Bill, that's—" "Don't say it. I know what you're thinking. I'm a monster. I accept this."