At 10:35, a black Suburban rolled by slowly, with a handful of agents trailing behind on foot. The president came next, wearing a dark suit, strolling in the center of the road. Anita Dunn was on his left. David Plouffe on his right.
This pool, standing about 50 feet away, had this exchange:
Reporter: “How are you feeling about tonight?”
Obama, smiling: “I feel fabulous. Look at this beautiful day.”
Reporter: “Are you aware Michelle voted for you yesterday?”
Obama, turning to yell back: “Thank goodness!”
Reporter: “Is Hillary to blame for Benghazi?”
Obama: Silence. Kept walking.