He flashed the ice cream guy a charming, if entirely off kilter, smile.

Beetlejuice noted the lack of money, which had his attention for the moment. As they sat down, he asked in all sincerity, “So you blackmailing that guy and getting free ice cream? Or are you offering magic protection in exchange for it. Like a witchy mafia thing? Either way, good on you, very cool.”

He shut up and thought about the rest, munching his ice cream quite happily. When he did speak he gestured with his cone.

“I think they got the wrong guy. Mirror had a glitch or something. Because, learning a different power set sounds incredibly boring. “