Debbi is in the kitchen, sorting through the cabinets for a snack. She's so small that she has to stand on the countertop to reach the shelves. A knock at the door shakes her out of her concentration. Curious, she pads carefully toward the front door and gets up on a step stool to reach the peephole. She peers through, attempting to get a look at her visitor.

Debbi: "Oh, they're here."