[Leona looks up, slow, disbelieving. But just as his ears and nose suggest, Beetlejuice is above him.

God. Fucking Fae. This guy is just like Lilia.]

Alright, old man, I'm ready to press skip on your whole little advertisement here.

[He leaps down from his own branch, really not wanting to deal with Beej, and starts to walk away.]

Let it go now and I won't tear your head off for this one.