Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

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smoke-and-flame eyes kindled sparks in hearts all over the universe. But it took sweet old Grandma Perkins, of the pirate ship Dirty Shame, . [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from "I can always get along with a man if he remembers who he is," said Darling Toujours, the raven-haired, creamy-skinned televideo actress whose smoke-and-flame eyes lit fires in hearts all over the solar system. She was credited with being the most beautiful woman alive and there were few who dared to contradict her when she mentioned it. "And I can always get along with a woman if she remembers who I am," replied Carlton E. Carlton, the acid-tongued author whose biting novels had won him universal fame. He leaned his thin, bony body back into the comfort of an overstuffed chair and favored the actress with a wicked smile. The two of them were sitting in the finest lounge of the luxury space ship Kismet , enjoying postprandial cocktails with Captain Homer Fogarty, the Kismet's pay any attention to him, Captain. You know how writers are—always putting words in other people's mouths, and not very good ones at that." "Do you mean not very good words or not very good mouths, my dear?" scarlet lips shut with rage. It would take someone like Carlton E. Carlton, she knew, to point out the one minor blemish in an otherwise perfect body—her slightly over-sized mouth. She began to wish that she had never left Callisto, that she had cancelled her passage on the being gallant, for many a lonely night as he flew the darkness between Earth and the many planets, he had dreamed of caressing those lips. "And I think you are definitely a man of discriminating taste," said five feet tall, with silvered hair, eyes that twinkled like a March wind, and a friendly rash of wrinkles that gave her face the kindly, of style at least fifty years before. The little woman coughed politely. "I beg your pardon," she told them in a sweet, high little voice. "I hope I didn't interrupt anything. If you would like to hit the is it you want?" "So I see," said Mrs. Perkins, staring at the opulent furnishings with avid pleasure. "It's such a pretty thing, all done up with mother-of-pearl like that, isn't it? And what a pretty lace nightie Johnny Weaver, steward for the cheaper cabins, poked his youthful, children do it and I miss it so." She gave him a wrinkled smile that was at once wistful and petulant. Johnny laughed in an easy, infectious manner. "Sure thing, Grandma." herself. He put it on the floor. As she stooped over and extracted a pair of low-heeled, black and battered shoes from the box, she asked him, "Johnny, what was that Johnny leaned back, relaxing against the door. "Well, STAR—that's won't put you off against your wishes. Of course, they don't dare do it anymore anyway, but that's the law." "No, thank you, Johnny. I think I can make it up the steps to the got around to her little cranny most of it was cold. But she didn't complain. She enjoyed watching the people with the more expensive And, it must be admitted, she was more than a trifle envious of them. Her acquaintances of the afternoon, Miss Toujours and Mr. Carlton, were "I hope you don't mind, Toujours, but you know, you remind me a great deal of my grandniece, Agatha. She was undoubtedly the most lovely pity. She was so pretty, just like you." Darling Toujours muttered a few choice words under her breath. "But we must all make the best of things as they come. That's what said finally, "I've got a three dimensional picture of Omar right here. Johnny Weaver, who had been clearing one of the nearby tables, put down "Oh, that's very nice of you, Johnny, but—" she said quickly. Johnny. I don't carry any. I know their faces all so well I don't have to. But any time I want to get rid of somebody I just offer to show them pictures of my family. You'd be surprised how effective it is." then with another. They've all been married for decades now of course, with children and grandchildren of their own. And I guess that I just get in their way. There just isn't much left in life for a feeble old woman like me." She sniffled a moment or two as if to cry. Johnny, remembering the heavy box in her cabin that got moved up and down without his help, suppressed a smile on the word "feeble." "There aren't many friends my age left around any more. So I'm being sent to Earth to a home full of dear, sweet old ladies my age, the money for which is being provided by my dear, sweet children—all ten rats," she muttered under her breath. When she saw her companion was smiling she dropped her pretense of crying. "To be truthful, Johnny, they've grown old and stodgy, all of them. And I'm sure they think I've lost most of my marbles. Everything I did embarrassed them, so I guess it's for the best, but—" think. "If I go down and hide, I'll miss all the fun. Of course, it's safer, Kismet's bridge was a welter of confusion. they're responsible, Sir. They say they've got a new device that will leave us without atomic power for as long as they like." . Stand by for boarders. If you don't open up to us, we'll blast you off the map." and for us to wait for him." Captain Fogarty snorted. "Fat lot of good he'll do us. Wait for him, "Ahoy, STAR Kismet "We only want one of you. All the rest of you will be spared if you open up the hatches and don't try to make no trouble," came the voice over the radio. "Tell them I'd rather all of us be killed than to let one dirty pirate "You mean Blackbeard, Snake," said Lamps. "Sure. He used to sit around broodin' up trouble all the time." One of the other men piped up. "And to think we get the pleasurable company of the sweetest doll in the whole solar system for free besides the money." "Aw, women are no dern good—all of them," said Snake. "Heck. With one of them things on, you can't eat, can't sleep, can't—Well, there's lots of things you can't do with one of them things on. Besides, we all want to take a little look at you, if you Kismet , searching for only giving them a withered little smile. "And if you want to know why, well ... I was bored on the Kismet , and I thought how nice it would be to run away and join a gang of cutthroat pirates." "She's batty," moaned Snake. "She's lost her marbles," muttered another. "Let's toss her overboard right now," said still another. he said loudly. "We got enough trouble as is. You know what would happen to us if the Space Patrol added murder to the list. They'd put the whole fleet in after us and track us and our families down to the last kid." Then he turned to the little old lady to explain. money, and to top it all off, we'll be wanted for piracy by the Space Patrol." added, "But my ten children might scrape up a little cash for you if you promised you wouldn't bring me back at all." Unless we get you back in one piece the Space Patrol will be on our "Well, the very least you could do for a poor old lady is to feed her," Grandma told him, her lower lip sticking out in a most petulant manner. "They like to have starved me to death on that Kismet ."

<question>:
Of the following options, which traits best describe Johnny?

<options>:
A lucky and kind
B oblivious and lucky
C smart and kind
D dumb and nice

<answer>:

C