Caleb and Davian
The tantrum did end up getting Davian's desired result - a few drops of the punch bounced off the table and onto the bottom of Caleb's shirt. He frowned at that, but knew better than to make a big deal about it. It seemed to him that Davian was having a bit of a meltdown and he was sure he'd never seen the other so...vulnerable.
"Goodbye, Davian," Caleb said softly to the demon's back just before he walked outside. Caleb sighed and cleaned up yet another mess courtesy of Davian.