He rubbed the back of his neck and shrugged. "I guess." Beetlejuice didn't feel out of his element very often; he was typically a very comfortable and confident demon. But talking to Ash, after resenting them for all these years, was strange. A commotion across the station distracted him.
"Ladies, please, no fighting inside," Iggy interrupted Max and Toph's bickering. BJ drifted back over towards Lydia, who had been chatting with Iggy about their powers. "So anyway," Iggy turned back to Lydia, "We'll have to get those powers under control, girl. Then, we can take them out for a joy ride." She gave Lydia a wink and made a finger gun towards a large barrel in the middle of the room. A flame shot from her fingertip, flying into the barrel and igniting the trash and wood that was piled inside.
The gang quieted down a bit and came over to huddle by the fire. Hot dogs were passed around, and Beetlejuice plopped down next to Lydia to roast his over the flames.
"Ash is a fire demon," He said quietly to her, "Iggy's powers must be tied to them somehow. You think that means yours are tied to me, kid?"