Chocolate cake

Am having a friend over for dinner this evening. Will make an oven dish with sole, dill, tomatoes, mascarpone, caviar and milk. Topped off with shrimps. Much better tasting than it sounds. To this I will serve boiled potatoes. And of course a fine wine from my friend the wine deliverer. As dessert (oh fucketyfuck...just remembered it's still in the oven...shit, fuck, asshole!!!)...a chocolate cake. Which I planned to be soft, you know with a gooey inside, but is now rather dry. Oh ok, shit happens. What I was planning on saying was that when I was making it, I had to lick the bowl after (why else would I bother to bake?). It's a good thing I happened to look myself in the mirror after, since traces of chocolate was all over my face :)