Then he was back out again, but this time in the 44 - a delicate suggestion I had made, since I thought his pants were getting just slightly too Euro...read: too tight.
We may live in Paris and he may be French, but I have my tight pant limits for men (and women, now that I think about it).
Copain: what do you think?
Me: yeah, 44, all the way.
Copain: but, don't you think they look a little big, a little too long?
Me: dude, I told you, 44 - the 42 are on the limit of crossing the line. We can hem the 44s if you need to. (insert long conversation explaining hemming here)
Copain: but...but....(getting flustered)....look at all these, all these shrinkles!
Copain: yeah, all these shrinkles at the bottom!
(walk over to Copain, roll 1-inch of pant leg under, of the faux-hemming variety)
Me: See! No more shrinkles!