Beetlejuice's face dropped, and his tail tucked between his legs. He slunk back into the car and hopped up on the seat, facing away from her. Why couldn't he come? Weren't they best friends? Call him when she needed him...just like everyone else. Was he just a magic genie to her? 

He didn't realize he'd been whimpering until Barbara spoke up. 

"She hasn't forgotten about you, hun," She said, "she's just made new friends, now. It's okay for her to hang around other people, that doesn't mean she doesn't still like you."