"But he's not an animal, [i]is he[/i]?" The girl leaned in a little. Beetlejuice's hackles raised. What was this girl's deal? Why was she so pushy? The girl straightened up and looked at the booth with an eyebrow raised. "You have all that power right there," She gestured at the demon. "And you make a lemonade stand? Why didn't you rob a bank or something?"

"Told you," Beetlejuice muttered under his breath.