But, Dorian, ( her eyes widening, her mouth a perfect o for just a moment, leaning in conspiratorial in her feigned earnestness (a good impression, but, then, of course it is)-- ) however shall we know it doesn't work if not for trying?

Have you tried hitting the end of the world with a sword? For you'll have no shortage of volunteers.

( she manages not to grimace at her drink in mirror only because she's too amused by herself. )