Lucretia, building the B.O.B.: Hmmm, I wonder what I should make the identifying accoutrement of my secret society.
Lucretia: Perhaps….a large, metal arm bracer. But just like, one.
Lucretia: Just one large arm bracer, which is a thing that usually comes in pairs, and goes on the forearm, a very conspicuous part of the body.
Lucretia: Just one big ass
conspicuous
metal arm bracer that goes all the way around the arm with no seems or clasps and obviously had to be put on with magic.
Lucretia: Just one, singular, magical metal arm bracer
on all my super secret society members, with the societies sick logo emblazoned right the fuck on it.
Lucretia: Yeah, that’ll be sweet.
Lucretia, later on: How did this ten year old boy track down my super secret moon society??