You have no idea what happened on the screen, as you were far to fixated on the werewolf next to you. But suddenly the theatre brightens as the next scene is a brightly sunny day.
Immediately, the werewolf reverts, and there's just a guy in the seat next to you, albeit one in rather torn clothing. He smiles at you rather sheepishly. "Sorry," he whispers, "It's just these sorts of movies have a rather profound effect on me."
"Uhh,yeah," you reply, not really sure what to say. "I can see that."
"You want them to have that effect on you too?" he asks, still smiling.