"Of course not! This place is a blast--if you ignore the occasional dimensional warp or disgusting growth. And war. I think I blew up once. Anyway!"

He waves a hand to shoo away the downsides of life here in Ryslig. Beetlejuice flashes Childermass a grin, cozy in his company. He shoves cheese fries into his mouth and hums to himself.

"You got any of those coins that show up under your pillow?"