Black - pffft
"It's so ... black!" said Ford Prefect, "you can hardly make out its shape ... light just seems to fall into it!"...
The blackness of it was so extreme that it was almost impossible to tell how close you were standing to it....
"Look at this," said Ford, "look at the interior of this ship."...
"It's black," said Ford, "Everything in it is just totally black ..."
..."It's the wild colour scheme that freaks me," said Zaphod whose love affair with this ship had lasted almost three minutes into the flight, "Every time you try to operate on of these weird black controls that are labelled in black on a black background, a little black light lights up black to let you know you've done it. What is this? Some kind of galactic hyperhearse?"
The walls of the swaying cabin were also black, the ceiling was black, the seats - which were rudimentary since the only important trip this ship was designed for was supposed to be unmanned - were black, the control panel was black, the instruments were black, the little screws that held them in place were black, the thin tufted nylon floor covering was black, and when they had lifted up a corner of it they had discovered that the foam underlay also was black.
"Perhaps whoever designed it had eyes that responded to different wavelengths," offered Trillian.
"Or didn't have much imagination," muttered Arthur.
"Perhaps," said Marvin, "he was feeling very depressed."
Biting the hand that feeds IT
