“How do you mean?”
“If you turned into a wolf every full moon?”
“I don’t know. I guess I’d just lock myself in my apartment. You need a key to get out and it’s not like wolves can open doors.”
“But. . .”
“How does that even work anyway? The moon is only really full for just a moment between waxing and waning. Does the Wolfman look up at the sky, think about changing, and then say, ‘Nope: gibbous.’ I don’t know why Lon Chaney, Jr. was so tortured.”
“Probably alcoholism.”