John would have to get used to Tara being, well, Tara. She was just absolutely mad.
She stopped hurrying in tucking her things away long enough to straighten up and smile widely at John. "Yes, so much fun." Turning back to her things, she finished putting everything away.
"So sorry," she said, running over and (probably nearly toppling him over) pulling him into a quick hug. "I completely lost track of time, and I've really got to run!"
With one last toothy grin (and a bit of a bounce), she disappeared into the change room. Always in a hurry.