Run: 2026-10-07-01M4ATZHRSWFF033XGXQWXMA8H

Molly spread the crayon-drawn map across the kitchen table, her finger tracing the glitter-sprinkled path to the bounce house. "The vault," she whispered, tapping a drawing of a princess castle cake. "Eight-year-old Timmy's birthday. Unsecured gift table by the jungle gym at three." Bill adjusted his ski mask, which kept sliding over his eyes and smelled like old gym socks. "We're robbing a kid's party?" "It's not robbing," Molly said, pouring the burnt coffee. "It's redistributing joy assets. Completely tax-free." "You want to steal presents from actual children?" "I want to steal presents *from* children," Bill corrected, leaning closer. "No, we steal *for* the children. These kids have too much stuff. Plastic dinosaurs. Lego sets. One of them probably has a pony. We're doing community service." Bill scratched his beard, studying the glitter trail and tapping the paper nervously. "What's our cover story?" "Clown noses. I bought the squeaky kind. We distract them with balloon animals while we bag the loot in baskets." "And if they catch us?" Molly grinned, revealing a chocolate frosting smear on her cheek. "Then we do magic tricks. I'm learning card tricks. Watch." She pulled a playing card from her sleeve, but it was a juice box. "Close enough."