Run: 2026-10-07-01M4AT71A22CZBM7RNFS1906ZJ

"Alright, Bill, we’re hitting the Johnson’s birthday bash at three. Kids’ll be sugar-crazed, parents distracted—perfect chaos." "Chaos? More like a warzone. Last time I saw that many five-year-olds, one bit me." "Focus. You grab the gift table, I’ll handle the piñata. It’s basically a vault with candy instead of lasers." "Piñata’s a decoy. The real loot’s in those fancy wrapped boxes. But Mrs. Johnson’s got eyes like a hawk." "Then we distract her. You spill punch on her dress, I’ll ‘accidentally’ set off the confetti cannon." "Confetti cannon? Since when do we have a confetti cannon?" "Since I stole it from the last job. Also, wear the clown mask. Kids love clowns." "Kids *hate* clowns. That’s how we get caught." "Fine, be the sad mime. But if you freeze mid-heist, I’m leaving you there." "Deal. But if we get away with this, I’m keeping the pony." "There’s a *pony*?" "Yeah, for the ‘best present’ contest. We’re winning that too." "Bill, we’re thieves, not contestants." "Details."