[Tim is sitting on top of the banister as the doorbell rings]
Jill: [o.s.] Tim, would you get that?
[Tim slides down the banister and hits his crotch on the newel]
Tim: Ah! [high-pitched] I'll get it. [opens door] [high-pitched] Hello.
Lisa: Oh, are... are you OK?
Tim: [high-pitched] I'm fine, I'm fine. [clears throat] I just took a short little trip down memory lane.