Enda and Joan dare to speak of 1916 - but they don't mention the Other War
'I love you guys," chuckled Enda ironically as he hopped into his car and drove off, leaving a melee of mithered media in his dust.
The Taoiseach is just trolling everyone now. Joan is a Tánaiste on the edge. The roof is about to come off Leinster House with all the pent-up nervous energy rolling along the corridors.
Everyone with a dog in the upcoming political fight - supporters, staff, reporters and candidates - is on permanent red alert for a November election.