Hmmm. Now it seemed this guy was just messing with Dib just to annoy him. Figured.

"Short answer," he replied, picking up the wires again and carefully twisting the frayed ends together. A soft "blip!" rewarded his efforts, and his laptop's screen flared to life with a replica of the journal's main interface displayed. Aah, another job well done. Now to figure out how this place was put together. "After all," Dib added as he began typing, "I'm not going to spend a lot of time in here."