Gilbert grinned widely as they found that the third cable was in the right place. He peered at the next one. "What colour is it? Now that we know that they operate on colours, we will know if they are in the right place!" He bounced a little bit. All right. So perhaps he had not taken long enough to consider the television before deeming it a foe. It was not like it knew it was being troublesome. It was hardly a sentient being. It was a television. It was plastic.