"I don't remember last summer, what did I do?" A shit-ton of coke, was the likely answer.

Beetlejuice tilted his head at the dead guy and hummed. Back home, one entered the Netherworld looking how they did when they died. It made for some interesting appearances, but, this guy was a whole new level of bizarre.

He kind of liked it.

"Yeah, heard y'got an exorcist problem. We're here to help. I'm a bio-exorcist, it's kinda my thing. Here, have a business card." Beetlejuice handed the ghost one of his cards.