"Every freakin' night we need to deal with Assimilators, the full moon comes around to laugh at us!" Ted said, shaking a fist at the moon. "What the... ?" Ted looks at his hand, which now has claws at their fingertips. "What's wrong?" Tom said. Ted hides his hand and looks at Tom. "Oh, I noticed that if I hold out my hand, my thumb just covers the moon. Heh..." He quickly sat behind a tree, in the shadow.