"You passed out, Lydia," Charles sat right where Beetlejuice was on the couch, earning an indignant squawk from the demon as he flew up towards the ceiling. "After you did that power thing you talked about before. I brought you back here. I don't know where your demon went. I can only assume he saw himself out."
"Maybe we should just let him think that for a while," Beetlejuice suggested. He flew down closer to Lydia. "Kid, we gotta' find out where these powers are coming from. They look pretty dangerous."
"Maybe we should just let him think that for a while," Beetlejuice suggested. He flew down closer to Lydia. "Kid, we gotta' find out where these powers are coming from. They look pretty dangerous."