Kana & Davian
It was usually the guy who was the one to move to the girl, Davian observed. It only became a bit awkward when there were two guys meeting on a date, or two girls, and one of them had to go to the other. Davian had amused himself so far by tucking his feet underneath him on the chair (because it made him feel taller) and asking whatever questions came to his mind. Needless to say, the demon was not taking the speed dating activity very seriously at all, but rather using it for his own entertainment.
He bit adieu to a guy who looked more ready to punch the young demon rather than date him and he hustled over to the next table before that actually happened.
With his black tail sweeping back and forth, Davian hopped up onto the chair in front of Kana and crouched there like a monkey, elbows bracing on his bent knees and an impish - and sharp toothed - grin at her. "Kana bana bo-bana. You look drop dead fucking gorgeous as always."