Surprisingly invigorating: You're at a family dinner in a hotel restaurant (or in some other "small group amongst a whole lot of strangers" setting). Something happens (not like something terrible, but rather a logistical development... like, your aunt cuts her finger and needs a Band-Aid) and you're entrusted with completing the task. So you do this half-run though the hotel lobby to ask the concierge for a Band-Aid and then you walk briskly back into the restaurant and exchange nods with the hostess and you have this sense for a split second that you're the protagonist in a CBS procedural or something.
Related, to me, somehow: I realized the other week during an especially boring meeting I had to sit in on that one of the qualities in a person I've always found most attractive is the ability to synthesize. I always found it weirdly appealing (hot even?) in high school/college when -- during one of those classes when the teacher would break us up into small groups for inane/unproductive discussions -- the chosen representative from my group would present our "conclusions" to the class in some unexpectedly sharp and articulate way. All the better if he hadn't really contributed much (or seemed like he were even paying attention) during the small group discussion.