Run: 2026-10-13-01M4TB7BZDD6R19GXWYN8W6F0D

Molly crouched behind the hedge outside number forty-two, watching balloons bob against the front door while Bill wrestled with a party hat that refused to stay on his head. Inside, twenty sugar-fuelled children screamed around a bouncy castle shaped like a dragon, oblivious to the two least inconspicuous burglars in suburban history. Molly checked her watch, then her list, then the empty sack Bill had helpfully labelled PRESENTS in glitter pen. "We go in through the kitchen," she whispered. Bill nodded, pulled a clown nose from his pocket, and honked it by accident. Three children pressed their faces to the window. Molly froze. Bill froze. The clown nose honked again, of its own accord, which Molly considered both impressive and unhelpful for a stealth operation. "Pretend you are the entertainment," Molly hissed desperately. Bill stood, bowed extravagantly, and immediately stepped backwards into the birthday cake delivery, emerging covered in cream, sprinkles, and one confused candle. The children cheered, convinced this was premium entertainment, and threw open the door. "I meant to do that, obviously, partner, trust me." Molly stared at the hallway, the mountain of wrapped presents gleaming beyond, and wondered whether accidental genius counted as a plan after all.