Well, now you know. [Unspoken: don't fuck it up again!!] Y-you gotta-- you gotta learn to be more suspicious, kid. These magic bracelet things, I don't know who can read it. We could be broadcasting across the galaxy for all I know.

[With that comforting thought in mind, Rick moves on, angling the mini-computer screen toward Dipper. There are various read-outs on-screen: graphs and charts and scrolling text. It's a lot of information to take in all at once, and only one telescope is on right now. And it's not even pointed at anything particularly interesting.]

Any-anyway, so they're all wirelessly connected to this deal. Read-outs here, here, and here...