"Liar." She commented lightly, but the slip of her finger into the cuffs said everything. He was forgiven. She understood, not that it would keep her from smacking him upside the head if he didn't stop being so difficult.
She greeted the nurse in flawless French, before slipping back into English to explain what she was to do with this man dressed in red leather Natasha had brought her. "Just a physical. Quickly as possible please, I have quite a few things I must get done tonight after this."
And that sort of request was enough to get anyone to rush. She dropped Matt's restraints and retreated to the hallway, door ajar. If Matt was stupid enough to lash out at the nurse, Natasha would be there to put his head through the wall.