Beetlejuice floated around the room angrily while Lydia packed. He was still griping about what Charles had said, up until he noticed Lydia signing.

"Say no more!" He grabbed her hand and they were gone. 

The city of Indianapolis was massive compared to Hawkings. Beetlejuice took on his dog form and trotted next to Lydia, tail wagging. This was what they should have done to begin with: fuck off and never look back.