For some reason, everywhere I go I smell burnt popcorn.

I have a theory. Since I have a cold, and my right nostril is completely clogged, I think my left nostril has developed a more acute sense of smell; like a blind man whose other senses are sharpened to compensate for his lack of sight.

I believe that I now have superhuman smelling. Through my sole working nostril I am able to determine who has eaten what for breakfast, and if my clothes have been near burnt popcorn in the last three months.

I have not yet determined how to use this power to fight crime.