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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perceptible emotional nuances of hate, love, fear, and rage. But mostly love. Since this place had been designed to excite the senses of both humans and Venusians, the love feelings were heavily tinged with tonight?" "Ze vill be the most wonserful of all sonight. The great Unger hisself place where no woman in her right mind ever came unescorted. Her eyes smiled up at him unafraid. Didn't she know there were men present here in this space port city who would snatch her bodily from the bar stool and carry her away for sleeping purposes? And Venusians were here who would cut her pretty throat for the sake of the necklace that circled it? "They are "I am not a child," she answered with a firm sureness that left no doubt in his mind that she knew what she was saying. "And my name is Vee Vee." "Vee Vee? Um. That is...." "Don't you think it's a nice name?" "I certainly do. Probably the rest of it is even nicer." "There is no more of it. Just Vee Vee. Like Topsy, I just grew." "What the devil are you doing here on Venus and here in this place?" "Growing." The blue eyes were unafraid. There would only be the minor matter of slipping a knife into his back. In this city, as on all of Venus, humans died easily. No one questioned the motives of the killer. "You look as if you were considering some very grave matter," Vee Vee said. "Not any longer," he laughed. "Every last one of them?" "Oh, there might be one or two matters undecided somewhere, say out on "I haven't seen him," Caldwell's fingers beat out their tattoo. "But I think he is, or was, here." "Um," Johnson said, his eyes on Vee Vee. "How—" "Because that girl was asking for him," Caldwell's fingers answered. "Watch that girl!" Picking up the zlock, he lurched away from the bar. "Your friend is not as drunk as he seems," Vee Vee said, watching Caldwell. "My friend? Do you mean that drunk? I never saw him—" bowing and scraping in front of him. "The great one has decided, yes?" "The dreaming!" Vee Vee looked suddenly alert. "Of course. We must see the dreaming. Everyone wants to see the dreaming. We will go, won't we beyond that slowly opening door came music, soft, muted strains that sounded like lutes from heaven. Vee Vee, her hand on Johnson's elbow, rose. Johnson stood up with her. He got the surprise of his life as her fingers clenched, digging into his muscles. Pain shot through his arm, paralyzing it and almost elbow lost its grip, dropped away and hung limp at her side. Grabbing it, she began to massage it. "You—you—" Hot anger and shock were in her voice. "You're the first man I ever knew who could break the Karmer nerve paralysis." "And you're the first woman who ever tried it on me." "But—" "I won't do it again," the girl said stoutly. "I never make the same mistake twice." "Good," Johnson said. "The second time we break our victim's neck," Vee Vee said. "What a sweet, charming child you—" "I told you before, I'm not a child." She was silent. A smile, struggling to appear on her face, seemed to say she held no malice. Her fingers tightened on Johnson's arm. He Johnson saw that Caldwell had risen and was following them. Caldwell's face was writhing in apprehensive agony and he was making warning signs. Johnson ignored them. With Vee Vee's fingers lightly patting his did. A touch of chill always came over him as he crossed the threshold. coldness now. Vee Vee's fingers left off patting his arm. "Do you feel it, darling?" "Yes." "And how would I make certain you were Johnny Johnson, except by seeing if you could break the Karmer nerve grip? If you could break it, then there was no doubt who you were!" Her words went on and on. "Please, darling, you are making a scene. I am sure this is the last thing you really want to do." I not with you?" "That's what I'm afraid of!" he snapped at her. If he had had a choice, he might have drawn back. But with circumstances as they were—his life, Caldwell's life, possibly Vee Vee's life hung in the balance. Didn't she know that this was true? And as for Martin—But Caldwell had said that she had been asking about Martin. What connection did she have with that frantic human genius he sought here? Johnson felt his skin crawl. He moved toward a nest of cushions on a ramp, found a Venusian was beating him to them, deftly changed to another nest, found it. Vee Vee flowed to the floor on his right, moved cushions to make him more comfortable. She moved in an easy sort of way that was all flowing movement. He sat down. Someone bumped him on the operation but they knocked out a human or a Venusian in a matter of seconds. True, the person they knocked unconscious would be all right the next curtain rose. Unger stood in the middle of the spot of light. Johnson felt his chest muscles contract, then relax. Vee Vee's fingers sought his arm, not to harm him but running to him for protection. He caught the flutter of her breathing. On his left, Caldwell stiffened that would impede movement. He had appeared in the bright beam of the spotlight as if by magic. Vee Vee's fingers dug deeper into Johnson's arm. "How—" "Shhh. Nobody knows." No human knew the answer to that trick. Unless perhaps Martin— went to sleep. Johnson saw the Dreamer's eyes close, watched the chest take on the even, regular rhythm of sleep. The music changed, a slow dreamy tempo crept into it. Vee Vee's fingers dug at Johnson's arm as if they were trying to dig under his hide for protection. She was shivering. He reached for her hand, patted it. She drew closer to him. A few minutes earlier, she had been a very certain young woman, able to take care of herself, and handle anyone around her. Now she was he was making contact with a vision that belonged to time. He started to his feet. Fingers gripped his arm. "Please, darling. You startled me. Don't move." Vee Vee's voice. Who was Vee Vee? The fingers dug into his arm. Pain came up in him. The space ship vanished. He looked with startled eyes at Vee Vee, at the Dream Room, at Unger, dreaming on the mat under the spot. "You ... you startled me," Vee Vee whispered. She released the grip on his arm. "But, didn't you see it?" The vision would not come. He shook his head and tried again. Beside him, Vee Vee was silent, her face ecstatic, like the face of a woman in love. He tried again for the space ship. "Be quiet!" he said roughly. if some pleasant dream had been interrupted. On Johnson's right, Vee Vee seemed to flow to life. Her arms came up around his neck. He was instantly prepared for anything. Her lips came hungrily against his lips, pressed very hard, then gently drew away. is here!" throb of the guns was not audible above the uproar from the crowd. Struck by the gas-driven corvel charges, Venusians were falling. But there seemed to be an endless number of them. "Vee Vee?" Johnson suddenly realized that she had disappeared. She had slid out of his sight. "Vee Vee!" Johnson's voice became a shout. "To hell with the woman!" Caldwell grunted. "Martin's the important one."

<question>:
Why is it a bit dangerous for Vee Vee to be at the club?

<options>:
A She's extremely naive
B She's fairly overconfident
C Women are in danger of being harmed by men at the club
D Vee Vee is special and many men fight over her

<answer>:

C