I don't consider this one of my better talents, but I can spot one from 15 feet away. I guess 30 years of observation "in the field" will do that to you. We had one guest over on Thanksgiving, and before she arrived, Mr. Grits told me she was "socially awkward." As soon as I answered the door, I knew she was going to be the one going out for beer after beer. Sure enough, she was plastered not even halfway through the night. Her friends' body language spoke volumes about this being a regular occurrence, and everyone feeling uncomfortable. My spidey senses start tingling when I'm around an A, and I haven't been wrong yet. :-/