The doctor left his questionnaire at that and dropped it. He looked at the x-rays and came back. 

"Well, the good news is it isn't broken, it's just dislocated. We can get it set right and you'll be in a sling for a little while, but you should be fine. I'll get your arm numbed up and we'll get it taken care of." 

Beetlejuice couldn't help but bristle at the sight of the doctor coming back with a needle. It took some self restraint not to freak out and demand that Lydia run for her life. Once her arm was numb, Dr. Whitman popped her shoulder right back in and gave her a sling to wear her arm in. 

"Just be mindful of it for the next few days," He instructed as he showed her and Maitlands out. Beetlejuice followed them. 

"Dang. I really wanted to sign a cast," He said. Although he seemed much happier now that he knew she didn't have any broken bones. Once back in the car, the Maitlands sat in the parking lot, unsure of where to go next.

"Are you sure you don't have an address, hun? Any family nearby we can take you to?" Barbara looked both sad and concerned.