You're Lydia's teacher. A lot of people think you're weird, and a few of your students are assholes, but you're happy with your job for the most part. Lydia had recently....told you something that you had been taken aback by. She lived in a haunted house. Specifically, haunted by two normal ghosts, who were average people by living standards, and one crazy ass demon. It was currently around a month after that, and you were dropping Lydia off at home- it had started snowing badly, and you couldn't allow her to bike home in that weather, so you just drove her. She, in typical Lydia fashion, had invited you in to see the 'ghost house' and to prove to you she was telling the truth. You'd met the Maitlands, and you were now waiting out the snowstorm- per Delia's insistence- in the guest room of the house. Of course, this was an odd situation, but you'd take what you could get. Suddenly, you were met with a voice right behind you, deep and gravelly. This must be Beetlejuice. "Damn, so these jackasses are just letting anyone in now? No complaints here. You're one sexy bitch."