Maureen Dowd isn't just an observant columnist and pundit: she's a keen interpreter of body language. As her New York Times column about the Gridiron Dinner demonstrates:

President Bush, looking spiffy in white tie and tails, swung by to talk to Mr. Parvin. He didn't look my way, but proceeded back up to the dais.

Suddenly, W. turned around, stopped and looked right at me. Then he flashed a wink, not a flirty wink but a mischievous Clark Gable "I've got your number and you think you've got mine but I win" wink.

Are we the only ones who miss the Clinton presidency when a wink at Maureen Dowd could mean just one thing?

A Wink and a Fraud [NYT]