There is a Mexican store down the street from me. Since the only other place to go within walking distance is a Circle K, so I sometimes go there. The first time I went in I tried talking to the butcher and he could not understand ONE word of English. I needed a translator. The lady in charge of the bakery spoke enough English that she gave me a "sample" which turned out to be a whole chorizo/jalapeno/cream cheese type of sandwich. It was wonderful! I guess I left an impression or something, because the next time I came in I was looking for some tortillas. I asked where the big tortillas are in Spanish. The butcher helped me out, watched me for a couple seconds, then asked in a little bit of English how we say tortillas in English. I said, "Tortillas."
BTW, May 1 will determine whether I frequent that store again or not.