It's a fine and pleasant day by local standards, whether it's in a bar or on a ship or off somewhere else entirely, and everything is going just as you'd expect it to go.
And then there is a poink! noise, and something has changed. You, and everyone else around you, is suddenly accompanied by an animal... an intelligent, talking animal that gives every impression of being a piece of your soul. Congratulations. You've all just acquired
daemons.
Given the nature of the beasts, this could get interesting.