She dipped her spoon into the molten lava cake that was quite literally in the shape of a volcano and had the most decadent chocolate she’d ever tasted slowly spilling over the sides.  A moment before the dessert crossed into her open mouth, her mobile rang again.  She sighed and leaned over to the side of her chair where her bag was draped.  It took only a second for her hand to clutch onto the sturdy Nokia.  She brought it out, glancing at Rolf and murmuring, "One moment, please," before accepting the call and bringing it to her ear.