"Okay, send it along," he said.
Once more the air seemed to crackle around him and there was a solid thump as the television set came to rest only a few inches from Kevan's foot.
"In the name of Garm, what is that?" demanded Loki.
"A television set," Kevan said. "I think you will find that it will do much to relieve your boredom." He bent over and turned on the switch and was pleasantly surprised to see the screen light up. He fiddled around with the controls until he got a station tuned. It was a news broadcast, which normally would have interested him, but he was more curious to see Loki's reaction. The god was staring at the screen with bulging eyes. Satisfied, Kevan turned the volume down so that he wouldn't have to compete with the announcer's voice.
"That," he said, "happens to be what we call a news broadcast. That is, the man is telling what is actually happening in the world of the mortals. But you will find other things that are more amusing. In fact, there are a few comedians you might find highly entertaining—I imagine that you are of a sufficiently ancient period to find their jokes new."
Kevan went on to explain to the god how the remote control device could be used to change stations and to raise or lower the volume. A look of speculation crept into Loki's face as the explanation was being given.
"This is really very nice of you," he said when Kevan had finished. "I wonder if I might impose on you for another favor?"
"Of course," Kevan said promptly.
"I have three children," Loki said, "two boys and a girl. Would it be possible to get such a machine for each of them? I'm sure they would enjoy it."