from the mouths of babes

the characters:
my cousin taylor, the minor-league pitcher
noah, the five-year-old friend of my friend's sports-loving kid (not so sports-loving himself, though)

the scene:
post-game (a win), fans waiting by the clubhouse door for the appearance of the freshly showered ball players. taylor appears, carrying a small san francisco giants bag full of his toiletries.

and... action!

taylor: thanks for coming to my game! it's nice to meet you.

noah (staring up at taylor intently): what's in the bag?

taylor: the bag? oh, it's just my toiletries.

noah: toiletries? what's that?

taylor: you know, things you use in the shower-- your comb, hair gel, soap, stuff like that.

noah: oh.

[both walk for a few seconds towards the gate.]

noah: so, really, what's in the bag?

taylor: here, i'll show you. [starts to pull out hair gel, deodorant, etc.]

noah: oh, it's your PURSE! [duh, why didn't you say so? ;)]

..end scene..

so much for cool baseball player gear! heh.