"Of course not," Beetlejuice said quickly. "I would know! Plus, Chuck wouldn't be able to see you." He shrugged. "Maybe it's something weird those fuckers up at that lab did. But it sure comes in handy. Maybe you should get your strength up too. Worm?"

He offered her a juicy nightcrawler. Charles held his hand up.

"Why don't I make some waffles?"