Run: 2026-10-08-01M4D9ZMC5KAAGGA95XCRKYS7C

Molly crouched behind the hedge, peering through a cluster of birthday balloons at the back garden. "Eleven presents, Bill. Eleven. All wrapped in glitter paper." Bill adjusted his fake moustache. "And the cake?" "Forget the cake. The cake's a distraction." "Right. The cake's a distraction." He scribbled on a napkin. "What about the bouncy castle guard?" "That's Gerald. He's sixty-three and carries a whistle. We bribe him with a jelly tot." "Does he like jelly tots?" "Everyone likes jelly tots, Bill. Focus." She tapped the plan. "We slip in during the piñata. Everyone's staring at the stick." "And if a kid spots us?" "Then we say we're the magician and vanish." Molly paused, then grinned sheepishly. "Actually, don't say that. Last time a six-year-old asked for a refund." Bill sighed, pulling on oversized clown shoes. "Fine. But if I get stuck in the paddling pool again, you're pulling me out." Molly snorted and checked her watch. "Quiet. The clown's about to finish his balloon animals." Bill froze. "Which one is the clown?" "The sad one with the tuba."