Hardly. *sticks his piece of toast between his teeth while he finishes tying his necktie (early meeting this morning)* Th kg tol' 'e— *rescuing the toast again* —we should probably expect him to come by and introduce himself, but he hasn't hit the Fountain yet. He's probably still settling in.
I think you're officially the Face of Gondolin now?
*grabs the coffeepot off the counter, arching an eyebrow* Oh, is that the Flower line these days? *topping up their cups* I don't think anyone else will buy it, my lord. So sorry.