All in Good Fun

Playfully, you pounce on the policeman. He screams and murmurs something about his uniform. You laugh.

"Tell you what," you bark. "If you take me on a ride and let me operate the lights and the siren, I won't eat you. Fair enough?"

The policeman hands you his keys before losing consciousness. Oh, boy! Your very own patrol car. Being a werewolf has its perks.