Me: Erin, can you close the door for me?
Erin: mmmm, which door? the beel door?
Me: huh, what bell door?
(Erin went to the door, slammed the screen door causing it to rattle - the sound of metal bouncing to another metal.)
Erin: See? It's like rinnnggg-rinnnggg.
That there you go, the bell door.
