"Least he could've done was apologize to me," she mutters, and Sam asks how Adele felt about vampires up in her parlor. Tara remembers how weird that was: "Sam, she seemed like she was in seventh heaven. It was fuckin' weird." He groans to himself and she stares him down: "You know you don't have anybody to blame but yourself." He avoids her gaze, even as she's pointing out that his "big one" for Sookie has been apparent as long as he's been around. Sam protests that it's none of her business, but she's on a roll. "She's always been peculiar around men, I mean, she's not gonna make the first move." Sam gets uptight and reminds her of their working relationship, but hey: she's off the clock. "Aw come on, Sam. Don't even try to pull any of that working for the man shit with me. You should've said something, and you know it. How come you never have?" Sam rises to the occasion and asks point-blank why she's never said anything to Jason Stackhouse. And, now that he's gone to the Tara place, her respect for him rises accordingly. She tells the truth, and she laughs as she does.
"Because I'm comfortable with him being right where he is, which is unattainable. Which is part of my whole fucked-up thing. Low self-esteem, childhood trauma, blah-blah, snore. What's your excuse?" Sam shrinks from it and says not everybody likes to lay their guts on the table like that. "Yeah, they might not like it, but they all dream about finding somebody they can do it with." They both drink, because true stuff is louder than other stuff.
One of the best things about this episode is how deftly it furthers the theme of Tara and Sookie mirroring each other all the time: almost every scene has its double in the other's day. Like here, Tara's pushing for intimacy for the first time we've seen, while Sookie's backing off Bill as quickly as her fine ass can move -- but they both want the exact same thing, and are denied that thing by the same fears and afflictions. Hearing other people unfiltered, unavoidable intimacy, is what drives Sookie crazy; hearing herself unfiltered, unavoidable introspection, is what makes Tara crazy.