"Look out, Bavan, he's moving on to condiments!" Beetlejuice laughed. "I've tried 'em all! OH, boy, wait'll you get a load of ranch dressing. Now that's good on fries!"

He looked around to see if there was a bottle within sight. There wasn't. Not to be deterred, he starts flagging down a waitress for some. It's bar food. She doesn't think it an odd request. The waitress tells him to wait for a moment and she hurries off in search.

"Just you wait. You can even dunk these in milkshakes. You had a milkshake yet?"