[ Beetlejuice waits in the elevator and laughs a little when Lydia comes crashing in after him. She's keeping up! She'll be fiiiiine. He presses the down button and leans against the wall himself. He tips his halo up with a finger. ]

Ehhhh, sort of. There's an expectation that people pay for shit and murder is generally frowned on, but if you're fast enough, who cares? And I dunno if you'd call it law, but there's a scarcity factor.

[ He holds up two hands, one higher than the other to represent the realms.]

I can find all the cocaine I could ever want in Hell, but not in Heaven. And it goes the other way. Heaven's the only place you can find Coffee.