She freaking issued the formal invitation.
Remember the parable about the land owner who gave his planters good seed.
Yeah, that's another. This one is specific. After planting, an enemy came in the night and sowed bad seed among the good. Can't turn a weed into wheat.
Also, wasn't there something like man can not straighten what God made crooked? As well as vice versa.
Just read what you wrote again. If the tares and the wheat 'looked the same' when they sprouted, then why did the planters run to the land owner and complain? How could they?
What anon said, anon said.