"Yeah, alright. Fair's fair!" He fishes his Leaf out again with that mysterious third arm that disappeared there for a little bit. He angles the phone so that he can snap a selfie featuring both of them.

"I'm from The Netherworld, aka the afterlife. I like long walks on the beach, Netflix and chill, and terrorizing the living. I'm what you call a bioexorcist...though I guess I'm technically retired now unless there's any ghosts in this world that need my services."

Suddenly he looks a little sad about that. That's like his whole THING. And now he's out of a job.

"Don't you think they're slimming?" Beetlejuice gestures to his paunch.