Chapter Twenty-Five: Lightheaded

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Meanwhile, Beetlejuice is in the Neitherworld waiting room, waiting his turn to see a caseworker, rubbing the legs of the lower half of the magician's assistant. The upper half smacks him with a book. "Hey! Sorry. Didn't see you sittin' there", said Beetlejuice as he sits next to Harry the Hunter with a shrunken head) Women. I don't know what her problem is. Normally, chicks...". "He looks at his ticket. It reads, "9,998,383,750,000." He looks to the counter which dings "3." He groans impatiently. He looks to the witch doctor's ticket which reads, "4." Then he said to the witch doctor. "Pardon me," as he referring to Harry the Hunter. "Did you do that? Nice work. Lemme ask you somethin'. How do you get 'em so small?" He distracting the witch doctor. "There goes Elvis! Yo, King!" He snatches the ticket from the witch doctor and switches it with his. "Well, looks like I'm next. Good thing, too." As the witch doctor gets some powder. "I gotta do a photo shoot for GQ in about an hour and a half. They've been after me for months. Doin' some kinda underwear deal. I don't know what..." The witch doctor sprinkles powder on Beetlejuice's head as his head shrinks. "Whoa, hey! What are you doin'? Stop it. You're messin' up my hair. C'mon! Whoa! Whoa! Stop it! Whoa! This might be a good look for me."

Back to the house, Lydia is much more cheerful in her new environment. The dead football players are projected on the stairs behind Lydia and dancing with Lydia. The Deetzes and the Maitlands agree to harmoniously live together, and the Maitlands grow closer to Lydia.

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