Pilouette. Yeah, that was me. Right this way.

[And he'll lead her into one of the examination rooms, motioning for her to sit on the bed as he washes his hands. As he turns back he hands her a tissue for any blood that she still might have on her face, and he frowns as he notes the state of her eye.]

Oh, you've got a nice bruise forming there. I should get you some ice for that.