Lydia rolled her eyes as Beetlejuice disappeared to snoop around. "Fucking pervert." She muttered before getting into the shower. She let the hot water drench her, washing away dirt and grime she had along with blood from the scrapes she got from dodging the car. She sighed softly, feeling relaxed as she changed into the clothes Barbara had given her. They were a little big but definitely better than that lame medical gown. Maybe she could convince them to burn it since it was evidence. 

She walked out of the bathroom, towel drying her hair as she walked down the hallway. She stopped upon seeing a room Barbara hadn't mentioned to her. Being curious, she opened the small crack in the door wider, seeing a nursery. It had a soft, Robin's egg blue painted walls with white trim, an antique looking rocking chair with a matching changing table and crib. Suddenly getting the feeling she wasn't alone, she turned around to see Barbara in the doorway. 

"I-I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to-" She tried to explain, panic sinking in at the thought of being told off.