Tara's still laughing her ass off, and as he scrambles to explain, she leans back on her hands, shaking her head, grinning at him. "You realise you just gave me the ammo to win every single arguement for years, right? Because no matter what I do, at least I didn't do what you nearly did." She's smiling so broadly, and it's clear she's teasing the hell out of him.

"You know, I'd love to meet her. Love to. I've got to thank her, someday."

She's completely not upset about the fact that Jax was going to sleep with someone else while he was in Belfast. It's odd - but the humour of the situation, that overrides her own concerns. It overrides the sick feeling she usually gets in the pit of her stomach. "So, how grossed out were you?" Her smile is almost impish, and she's definitely not going to let this one go.