Well, what was that supposed to mean exactly? Before they made her touch more of the corpse? Betty returned to a standing position and her eyes followed the newly freed soul. She was still a hooker after all and even in death, Betty learned that you didn't trust hookers.
Why did she get all the dead hookers?
"Oh my god, is that me?" The soul asked, voice shrieking in surprise.
Betty nodded. "Settle down, Sweetcheeks," she said and brushed her hands off. Something about touching corpses just disgusted her. Especially hookers. You never knew what you might catch from touching one.
Then she stepped aside, reaching out to grab the soul Charlie couldn't see and guide her out of the way. They would have to stick around until the cops were done questioning her and getting her prints before she'd be able to guide the soul to wherever it was it was going to go.