Run: 2026-10-13-01M4TC3J8572AHA9H9HGBRMVAD

Bill unrolled the blueprint across the hood of the car. "Okay, the bouncy castle is here. That's our cover." "We're hiding in a bouncy castle?" "We ARE the bouncy castle, Molly. I rented us a costume." "Bill, that's a dragon costume." "Kids love dragons. The presents hit the table at two o'clock. We swoop in at two-fifteen, stuff everything in the sack, and we're gone before the clown finishes his balloon animals." "What about the kids?" "What about them?" "They're going to notice a dragon stealing their presents." "Kids notice nothing. My nephew once ate a crayon for forty minutes." Molly crossed her arms. "What if they cry?" "Then we run faster." "Bill." "What?" "We're robbing a birthday party." "It's redistribution, Molly. Little Timmy doesn't need fourteen Nerf guns. I checked the registry." "There's a registry?" "I did reconnaissance!" "At a child's birthday party?" "I'm a professional! Professionals reconnoiter!" Bill folded the map. "Besides, it's a sheet cake. Somebody's getting punished today, might as well be us." "You're the worst person I know." "And yet here you stand. Grab the dragon tail. Timmy's presents won't steal themselves."