Run: 2026-10-08-01M4D9YS8NPZSMBW27JHVDW8VJ

Molly crouched behind the bouncy castle, peering through the hedge at the backyard party. "Eleven kids, one clown, and a pile of presents taller than you, Bill." Bill adjusted his fake mustache. "Good. Clowns are easy. Remind me the plan?" "We slip in as the magician's assistants. Nobody checks the guest list for magicians." "And the wrapping paper?" "Already in the van. Sparkly and shiny, the good stuff." She tapped her clipboard. "Labeled 'Thank You Cards' in case anyone asks." Bill squinted. "Molly, that's a rocket launcher disguised as a birthday cake." "Relax. It's a cake with a surprise inside." "That's not reassuring." A small child wandered over, sticky-faced and holding a balloon. "Are you the robbers?" Molly froze. Bill froze. "Of course not, sweetheart. We're here for the cake." The child considered this, then shrugged and ran off. Molly exhaled. "Okay, go. Grab the big boxes first." "Which ones?" "The ones shaped like ponies. Those are always the expensive ones."