Reading Palms and Faces

I locked myself out of my house today. I ended up going to a friend's. I read the palms of her sister and her sister's boyfriend. I never knew the boyfriend well before then. He used to serve me coffee at the shop in town, before I switched to herbal tea and he got his masters. He put his hand forward. And I took it, and instantly said "well you either apparently have two lives." He seemed happy, and I continued, "but no, maybe they cloned you." In the science of hocus pocus, this made sense. When I said it he and his girlfriend exchanged glances. "Do you know he's a twin?" She asked.

I have a strange habit at social gatherings - sometimes when I can steer the conversation towards siblings, I psychically deduce/guess people's birth order. Once I guessed a friend had a twin who died at birth. I was right.