Beetlejuice cringed at the mention of being unsummoned. He, of course, preferred being free. The Elvis was now asleep and snoring loudly, so Beetlejuice waved him and the pool away.
"Yeah, and nothing I make is permanent. If I leave, it disappears with me. That's why I can't just conjure up food, money, clothes, or you know, useful stuff."
"Damn, what a bad break," Iggy said, totally about to ask if he could make them all millionaires. "So you two have been through it, huh? Ashy and I have been through thick and thin ourselves. Ain't that right, Ash?" She looked up at her demon affectionately.
"Yeah, and nothing I make is permanent. If I leave, it disappears with me. That's why I can't just conjure up food, money, clothes, or you know, useful stuff."
"Damn, what a bad break," Iggy said, totally about to ask if he could make them all millionaires. "So you two have been through it, huh? Ashy and I have been through thick and thin ourselves. Ain't that right, Ash?" She looked up at her demon affectionately.