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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notes pounding and jumping through the smoke and perfume clouded room. Feeling states came at him, intangible, but to his trained senses, 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 straight sex. He sniffed at them, feeling them somewhere inside of him, that he had ever seen this human before. Nor did Johnson seem to recognize Caldwell. "Is the mighty human wanting liquor, a woman or dreams?" His voice was all soft syllables of liquid sound. The Venusian equivalent of a headwaiter was bowing to him. tonight?" "Ze vill be the most wonserful of all sonight. The great Unger hisself will be here to do ze dreaming. There is no ozzer one who has quite ze work tonight instead of being wiz ze dreamers. Ah, ze great Unger hisself!" The headwaiter kissed the tips of his fingers. the dreaming commence?" "In one zonar or maybe less. Shall I make ze reservations for ze mighty one?" As he was speaking, the headwaiter was deftly conducting Johnson to the bar. said. The green drink was set before him. He held it up to the light, admiring the slow rise of the tiny golden bubbles in it. To him, watching the bubbles rise was perhaps more important than drinking itself. "Beautiful, aren't they?" a soft voice said. He glanced to his right. A girl had slid into the stool beside him. She wore a green dress cut very low at the throat. Her skin had the pleasant tan recently on 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 "They are beautiful," he said, smiling. "Thank you." "I was referring to the bubbles." "How did you know? I mean...." "I am very knowing," the girl said, smiling. "Are you sufficiently knowing to be here?" For an instant, as if doubt crossed her mind, the smile flickered. Then it came again, stronger. "Aren't you here?" "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." "You look as if you were considering some very grave matter," Vee Vee "You have decided them?" "Yes." "Every last one of them?" "Oh, there might be one or two matters undecided somewhere, say out on "Zlock!" Caldwell said, to the bartender. "Make it snappy. Gotta have zlock. Finest damn drink in the solar system." Caldwell's voice was "Um," Johnson said, his eyes on Vee Vee. "How—" "Your friend is not as drunk as he seems," Vee Vee said, watching "My friend? Do you mean that drunk? I never saw him—" "Lying is one of the deadly sins." Her eyes twinkled at him. Under the merriment that danced in them there was ice. Johnson felt cold. 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 be something else. And he might be there. "Oh. But very good. Ze great Unger, you will love him!" The headwaiter clutched the gold coins that Johnson extended, bowed himself out of sight. Vee Vee, her hand on Johnson's elbow, rose. Johnson stood up with 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." "Child vampire," Johnson said. "Let me finish my sentences before you signs. Johnson ignored them. With Vee Vee's fingers lightly patting his a stage there at the bottom, but there wasn't. Instead there was an open space, a mat, and a head rest. Up at the top of the circling ramps radiation, some subtlety, that quite escaped radiation. He felt the coldness now. Vee Vee's fingers left off patting his arm. "Do you feel it, darling?" "Yes." "What is it?" "John Michael Johnson, known as Johnny to his friends, Earth's foremost expert in the field of electro-magnetic radiations within the human body!" Her words were needles of icy fact, each one jabbing deeper and "Please, darling, you are making a scene. I am sure this is the last thing you really want to do." to her. Again she patted his arm. "Relax, darling. Your secrets are safe with A gray color came up inside his soul. "But—but—" His voice was suddenly weak. The fingers on his arm were very gentle. "No harm will come to you. Am I not with you?" 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? another nest, found it. Vee Vee flowed to the floor on his right, moved effective weapons, but Johnson had a fondness for them. The feel of the little weapon inside his coat sent a surge of comfort through him. Johnson felt his chest muscles contract, then relax. Vee Vee's fingers had been empty, the next second the Venusian, smiling with all the impassivity of a bland Buddha, was in the light. He weighed three hundred pounds if he weighed an ounce, he was clad in a long robe 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—" No human knew the answer to that trick. Unless perhaps Martin— Unger bowed. A little ripple of something that was not quite sound passed through the audience. Unger bowed again. He stretched himself take on the even, regular rhythm of sleep. The music changed, a slow dreamy tempo crept into it. Vee Vee's fingers 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 the sound of the music, the sweetness of the perfume, Vee Vee and on the periphery of his universe, perhaps of the universe. It was a wonderful thing, perhaps the most beautiful sight he had seen in his life. At the sight of it, a deep glow sprang inside of him. this night, to the Dream Room of a Venusian tavern. "Please, darling. You startled me. Don't move." Vee Vee's voice. Who was Vee Vee? vanished. He looked with startled eyes at Vee Vee, at the Dream Room, "You ... you startled me," Vee Vee whispered. She released the grip on Beside him, Vee Vee was silent, her face ecstatic, like the face of a and there with a multitude of tiny pinches, like invisible fleas biting him. if action is taken before the time for it—if that time ever comes—we "Damn it!" A human voice said. A wave as sharp as the tip of a sword swept through the room. On Johnson's right, Vee Vee seemed to flow to life. Her arms came up is here!" "Vee Vee?" Johnson suddenly realized that she had disappeared. She had "Vee Vee!" Johnson's voice became a shout. one." Johnson followed.

<question>:
Of the following options, which best describes Vee Vee before the entertainment?

<options>:
A Confident and deliberate
B Deliberate and kind
C Brave and prepared
D Kind and generous

<answer>:

A