[Dorothy opens the front door]
Stan: Hiya, sweetie pie. How ya doin'?
Dorothy: Fine, cupcake. Thanks for asking. [closes door]
Stan: [doorbell rings] Dorothy, I know you're in there.
[Dorothy opens the door]
Stan: You always could slam a door. That's one of the things I love about you.
Dorothy: You flatter me. [closes door again]