"Wait, [i]that's[/i] a demon?!" Nate asked incredulously. "Why does he look like a used car salesman?" 

"Don't flatter me, Kid," Beetlejuice said. "The Collector, huh? No problem, Lyds. Uncle BJ's got a bone to pick with him, anyways." 

He flew into the school, suddenly dressed like a masked luchador. He found the other demon pretty quickly. They were both suddenly in a wrestling ring, a crowd of Beetlejuices cheering as the original Beetlejuice waved and bowed. 

"Gracias, gracias," He said, hamming it up. A beetle clone in a striped referee shirt appeared in the middle of the ring, holding a microphone. 

"In this corner, we have the OG Beetlejuice, nominated most handsome demon in the Netherworld! Single and ready to mangle!" The ref turned and looked the Collector up and down with a look of disgust. "And in this corner...we have [i]this[/i] guy." The clone crowd boo'd loudly. 

Nate, curious, poked his head in the door. Who would want to miss a super awesome demon fight, like come on?! Seeing the pure shenanigans Beetlejuice was pulling, he looked at Lydia with an expression of confusion. "Does he do this a lot?"