A woman brings her lover home while her husband is at work. Unexpectedly, her 9-year-old son returns from school early, spots them, and sneaks into the bedroom closet to hide. Soon after, her husband arrives unexpectedly, and in a rush, she hides her lover in the same closet, not realizing her son is already inside.
In the darkness of the closet, the boy whispers, “It’s dark in here.” The man agrees, “Yes, it is.” The boy then says, “I have a baseball.” The man responds, “That’s nice.” The boy cheekily offers, “Want to buy it?” When the man declines, the boy hints, “My dad’s outside.” Quickly reassessing, the man asks, “How much?” The boy demands, “$150,” and the man reluctantly buys it.
Weeks later, the same situation occurs again. The boy and the lover end up in the closet together. The boy breaks the silence, “Dark in here.” The man wearily acknowledges, “Yes, it is.” The boy mentions, “I have a Wilson infielder’s glove.” Remembering the previous encounter, the man doesn’t hesitate and asks, “How much?” This time the boy charges, “$350.” The man grumbles about the price but buys it anyway.
Later, the father suggests to his son that they go outside to play catch. The boy confesses he sold both the baseball and the glove, totaling $500. Appalled at the steep prices his son charged, the father decides to take him to church to confess his greed. At the church, the father leaves his son alone in the confession booth. When the priest enters the booth, the boy remarks, “Dark in here.” The priest, immediately recognizing the setup, responds, “Don’t start that again; you’re in my closet now.”