Run: 2026-10-09-01M4G0X0V3G2WT1X8ZTE3KEFMS

Molly tapped the blueprint of Tanglewood Manor. "Third floor, the nursery. Forty-two presents, all wrapped in glitter paper." Bill squinted at the sketch, his moustache twitching. "Glitter? That's a security measure, Molly. Glitter gets in everything. Our fingerprints will be sparkling for a week." "Then we wear gloves. Lots of gloves." She slid a pair of rubber dishwashing gloves across the table. "Now, the nanny sleeps at nine. The clown arrives at eight-thirty, so we slip in during the balloon animals." Bill frowned. "The clown is the real threat. Last time, he juggled my crowbar right out of my hands." "That's why you're on distraction duty. You pretend to be a magician's assistant." "I hate that plan." He stood, adjusting a fake beard. "Fine. But if anyone asks, my name is Doctor Fluffington." Molly sighed and checked her watch. "Perfect. Let's go steal some birthday presents from toddlers."