"Well that doesn't sound good." Charles said taking the paper from Barbara to read the rest of the article. "Can you just take up the role as the leader."

"Uh, have you met me? I'm the least qualified person for this crap. Look I just need to stay here until all this all blows over." Beetlejuice sits up on the couch and holds his hands up in a pleading manner. "Please Lydia, let me stay."

Charles glanced between Beetlejuice and Lydia. "Absolutely not." He said taking Lydia's shoulders firmly and pulling her away from Beetlejuice. Lydia glares at her dad and shrugs him off.

"This isn't fair, he is my friend. He'll be good." Lydia said coming around the couch to stand by Beetlejuice. "he just saved all our lives, Dad. Doesn't that give him some credit?" Charles looks conflicted and angry.

Beetlejuice casually looks between them. "Well, Charles. I see that I'm not wanted." He floats off the couch and stands in front of Charles who is now backing away. His voice is low and his head is dipped down. "But if you ever need me..." Beetlejuice dramatically bends close to Charles who's flinching from fear or from the smell. "I won't be there to stop what comes." Beetlejuice pulls away with a small chuckle. Charles disgruntled and embarrassed. He goes pale and readjusts his robe.

"Fine. Fine!" Charles relents upset and tired. He walks up the stairs slowly with Delia gently guiding him. "But he's your problem Lydia. If you can't handle him he's going to be kicked out." Charles said pointing at Beetlejuice.

Lydia smiles and nods as the Charles and Delia's bedroom door closes. Beetlejuice floats back to the couch and closes his eyes. "So," He says, "I guess I'll take the guest room?"

Lydia shakes her head. "We don't have a guest room. Besides, you may have been good BJ but I don't completely trust you."

Beetlejuice puts a hand to the place where his heart supposedly is. "I'm hurt, baby, I really am." Lydia rolls her eyes and looks around the room. The Maitlands are currently talking amongst themselves quietly.

"BJ can live upstairs with the you guys." Lydia declared looking over at the couple. Everyone in the room stared at her. "What? I don't trust BJ to be alone, and you guys don't need sleep. It will just be temporary. You don't even need to talk to him." Lydia said striving for compromise.

"Lydia, I just don't think this will be a goo-" Adam started to say.

"That's a great idea Lyds!" Beetlejuice said springing from the couch. He comically floated above the furniture and pretended to run. Finally disappearing supposedly into the attic. Barbara let out a sigh.

"Okay Lydia, but only for a week." Barbara said putting her hands on her hips. Adam looked like he was currently reenacting his death in his mind. Lydia squealed happily and hugged them both.

"Thank you, Thank you, Thank you!" She said. She ran upstairs before Adam could convince Barbara of how bad an idea this was going to be. The Maitlands linked hands and floated to the attic. There Beetlejuice was sprawled out on the small loveseat of the room.

"So...now that I'm here...Let's all get naked!" Beetlejuice said lifting his hands triumphantly.

"NO!" The Maitlands said exasperated.

"Worth a try. Maybe one day..." Beetlejuice mused.