"Maitlands, here we come!" Beetlejuice grinned widely and he shoved them all together and poof'd them to a familiar, bland living room. "Where's hot stuff one and two?!" He flew over to the couch, where both Maitlands appeared to be in the middle of a movie night, and wedged himself between them, arms over their shoulders.

Barbara shrieked.

"Beetlejuice?!" Adam cried, pulling away from him before he could be assaulted like usual. Adam looked at the group of people now in their living room, frazzled. "Lydia?! Charles?! Who are all these people?!"

"I hope you have enough popcorn to share with the class, A-dog," Beetlejuice was helping himself to their popcorn bowl.