Since shaking up his campaign staff over the last month, Donald Trump gradually has been attempting to introduce a cleaner, more tightly scripted version of himself—an effort that first bore fruit when he dazzled the press with his impeccably controlled family during a recent CNN town hall. On Tuesday, hours before he declared an overwhelming victory over his rivals in the New York Republican primary, the billionaire businessman again showed flashes of his new character, Nice Donald, in an interview with The New York Times, on the 26th floor of his Trump Tower. Nice Donald is different from Great Leader Donald, in that he seems to appreciate the seriousness that a president must bring to the job. But he’s still the same as Great Leader Donald, in that he still likes to kick poor little Jeb Bush around every chance he gets.

“I think Jeb would have been the nominee had I not gotten in, but I was able to define Jeb early,” Trump told Times reporters Ashley Parker and Maggie Haberman. Indeed, everyone thought that the former Florida governor would be the front-runner in the lead-up to the presidential election, thanks to a $116 million super-PAC backing his bid, a somewhat popular last name, and an appealingly multi-ethnic family.

Trump’s genius was to turn all of those assets into liabilities—and it worked, especially once voters watched Jeb! repeatedly crumple in the face of Trump’s repeated verbal abuse during debates and on the campaign trail. “Don’t forget I’m the one that, when Jeb would say, ‘The country was safe when my brother was president,’ I said, ‘Excuse me, the World Trade Center came down,’” he told the Times. “Do you know, nobody thought of that? It’s like the paper clip. Nobody thought about the paper clip except for the guy that thought of it, and he became rich. And everyone else said, ‘Why didn’t I think of that idea?’”

Perhaps Trump’s tendency to bully Bush is an immutable characteristic of his, no matter whether he’s being nice or mean. After all, given that Bush never broke into the top three of any primary, and was forced to drop out after South Carolina, it seems rather easy to pile on his calamitous slow-motion collapse.

But even Nice Donald can’t resist the chance to insult his conquered enemies, as evinced by his second swipe at Marco Rubio, the also-ran who flamed out shortly after insulting Trump’s hand and/or penis size. “He played Don Rickles, and then I played Don Rickles times five,” Trump boasted. “And then he stopped. They had to try something. All right?”