Jonas: Don't tell me you haven't noticed how strange the people have been acting around here.
Carter: What are you talking about?
Jonas: Well for instance, that man there right behind Teal'c, he doesn't realize it, but he just put eight cubes of sugar into his coffee, and that lady over at the counter, she's been reading the same article for half an hour. Since we sat down, that waitress has dropped her tray twice and the cook has done three wrong orders including my hamburger, which I ordered medium rare, but is in fact well done. It's like the whole town is half asleep.
"My talent is percieving and having a keen eye for detail. For instance Mr. Wright; you're desperately trying to change the subject hoping I forget about you breaking into my room, indicated by your nervous breathing patterns and your sweat trickling down your forehead and neck. You're also trying to cover up that embarrassing rip in your armpit. I can tell by how firmly your left arm is pressed against your body compared to the right one. And her [Pinkie Pie]... she's... she's thinking about ladders..."
— Sonata, Turnabout Storm