His conversation still retains a charming French inflection, all these years later, but when Xavier Moreau first crossed the water his English was really quite rudimentary. And he remembers going into a men's clothing store in Houston and being baffled by the gigantic measurements on every single garment. An assistant wandered over. "May I help you, sir?" Moreau gesticulated. "I can't find anything my size," he said. As he recalls, the guy "was looking at me like I had come down from the moon." "Well, no, you won't find anything...