Beat watched in awe as Spot proceeded to attempt to tear his journal in half. Opening...?

"Oh," Beat muttered, then took the thing from him and very delicately turned it on. "It's, uh... sorta like openin' a letter, 'cept you don't actually open anythin'-- just a sayin', y'know what I'm sayin'?" He opened up the message for Spot and handed the journal back. "Look right dere, man, see?"