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Canada's comedy king Russell Peters is looking notably slimmer these days, so I am tad surprised when he asks for a pair of jeans sized 36"-32".

The sales woman tells him they only have 36"-34" and when Peters wonders who has a 34" inch inseam, the 5'10 woman replies that she does.

"Really?" Peters says. "I don't want to say anything about what's up there."

Wait for it.

"I'm just saying you have a deep vagina, that's all I'm saying," he says to laughs all around the room. He makes another risqué joke and grabs my recorder and dares, "Put that on CTV dot com. See what I've done for you? It'll be the most blogged about thing you've ever wrote."

I ask him if he'd like to trash the hotel room instead, hoping to elicit a laugh from a big shot funnyman. I don't.

We are in the Tastemakers Lounge at the Intercontinental Hotel in Toronto, where Peters, who Forbes magazine estimates makes $10 million a year, is being given free wares based on his celebrity wattage.

I am "interviewing" Peters for his new movie "Breakaway" as he shops, in as much as I occasionally ask a question while he ignores me to make jokes with the sales staff and charms everyone in the room. He makes fun of my passive interview style more than once.

There are three rooms set up with goods ranging from Mavi's upscale jeans line, a number of board games from Mattel including Angry Birds, fancy eyewear from Wescan Optical and a type of organic botox cream.

"It should be called ‘No-tox,'" Russell panders.

His publicity team is quite aware Peters has not been talking to me about what he has been supposed to ("Russell, why don't you talk to Josh about your movie?), so they ask me to come along with them as he goes to shoot a quick television promo for an upcoming special.

I heartedly agree and as we make our way down the elevator we run into etalk gossip queen Elaine "Lainey" Lui.

She tells Peters, who is dressed in dark jeans and a tight black shirt underneath a sharp blazer, that he is looking good.

"You do too, I've been boxing," he replies with a wink.

Outside, as we try to make our way over to the CBC building's courtyard, Peters is surrounded by fans (a surprisingly diverse mix of ages and sex) begging for photos. Not only does he grant all the requests, he chats them up, and mugs for their cameras, face distorted, fingers pointing. Anything to make it look fun.

Much to the annoyance of his publicist, who keeps reminding him we are 15 minutes late, Peters takes every last request, including a guy who takes a picture with him as we jaywalk across Front Street.

Shake, Peters' one-man entourage, tells me that Peters really is just like that, and isn't putting on a performance for the media.

"He just loves his fans," he says, mentioning him and Peters go back 30 years. "It makes it hard to go from point A to B with him."

Shake suggests that comedians, who start so small and have to scratch and claw to build a fan base, have a much bigger appreciation for their fans than actors.

After he finished shooting the promo, Peters is mindful to shake the hands of everyone in the crew, except for a super-cute young woman in big sunglasses, who gets a hug.

The 15-metre walk to a waiting SUV takes another 10 minutes. More fans, more photos, more goofy poses.

I hop into the back of the SUV with Peters, where we finally get to chat about the movie.

"I hope people like it and don't be overly critical about it," he tells me with a wink-wink, nudge-nudge look.

After appearing in a number of films over the past year or two, including "Source Code" and the upcoming star-studded "New Year's Eve," I ask him if he considers himself an actor now.

"I'll always be a stand-up comedian first," he says, though he admits he would like to try his hand at a drama film some time.

With "Breakaway" premiering at TIFF, Peters, who grew up in the Greater Toronto Area, says its opening here is a big deal for him, whether he is a local kid or not.

The movie, a comedy about a Sikh hockey team, aims for a broad family audience. Peters says that's nice but he "personally would have gone for a hard-R rating."

After spending 90 minutes listening to Peters make joke after occasionally crude joke, that's completely understandable.