In the afternoon, I let them out to free-range. They develop a routine, and at any given time of the day, I am pretty sure where they will be. They have their favorite foraging spots, their favorite shade spots for resting, and their favorite dirt pits for dust-bathing.
After free-ranging for several hours, when the sun goes down these weary girls head back home. It's like clock work. If I'm in a hurry and want to speed them up a bit, I go down to their coop ahead of them. They are used to me giving them food there, so they come running when they see me heading in that direction. When I feed them I always say, "C'mon chickies, pretty chickies." They are very familiar with that call and associate it with food, so I can always get them to come by calling out.
When they go inside their house, they might pause for a drink of water or a bite of layer mix, but then they go out into the run for a bit. They're not quite ready to "turn in," but they are ready to relax.