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

<passage>:
Orison went with her cupped hands to the nearest tank and sprinkled the Trust Company, the gentleman to whom Miss Orison McCall was applying jacket, were enough to assure Orison that the Taft Bank was a curious "He was a very kind employer," Orison said. She tried to keep from to Orison. He, too, she observed, wore earmuffs. His were more formal Mr. Wanji said. As the elevator door shut he explained to Orison, "You can make the Taft Bank scene anywhere between the street floor and floor five. Basement and everything higher'n fifth floor is Iron "Yes, sir," Orison said. She was wondering if she'd be issued earmuffs, The elevator opened on five to a tiny office, just large enough to "What will I be doing, Mr. Wanji?" Orison asked. coffee-breaks, union membership, lunch hour and the like. Shall we take "Yes, sir," Orison said. This laissez-faire policy of Taft Bank's Orison nodded. Holding her newspaper and her microphone, she read the took off upstairs in the elevator. By lunchtime Orison had finished the Federal Mata Hari, Orison thought, reading a nonsense story into a Orison switched off her microphone at noon, marked her place in the book and took the elevator down to the ground floor. The operator was down from the interdicted upper floors, were several gentlemen with gentlemen whipped off their hats with a single motion as Orison stepped aboard the elevator. Each of the chivalrous men, hat pressed to his heart, wore a pair of earmuffs. Orison nodded bemused acknowledgment Lunch at the stand-up counter down the street was a normal interlude. Girls from the ground-floor offices of Taft Bank chattered together, favored her with no gambit to enter their conversations. Orison sighed, lonely desk and her microphone. By five, Orison had finished the book, light coat, and rode downstairs in an elevator filled with earmuffed, upper floors? Orison stopped in at the restaurant nearest her apartment boss in Washington had told her that this job of hers, spying on Taft Home in her apartment, Orison set the notes of her first day's Oriental? Item: the top eight floors of the Taft Bank Building seemed In a gloomy mood, Orison McCall showered and dressed for bed. Eleven No call. Orison slipped between the sheets at eleven-thirty. The clock the lights were out. Wasn't Washington going to call her? Orison sat up, clutching the sheet around her throat. "Beg pardon?" she Orison reached under the bed for a shoe. Gripping it like a Scout-ax, "Where are you, Monitor?" she demanded. Orison lay down cautiously. "All right," she whispered to her pillow. Orison transferred her head to the pillow to her left. "A radio?" she "You make it sound so improper," Orison said. Orison briefed her pillow on the Earmuffs, on her task of reading to a "How do you know ... why do you think I'm beautiful?" Orison asked. Orison flung the shoe and the pillow under her bed, and resolved , Orison was interrupted by the click of a pair "I'm Orison McCall," she said. A handsome man, she mused. Twenty-eight? "It's nothing," Orison said, switching off the microphone. reasonably astute sixth-grader couldn't do as well," Orison said. to keep secret. If I ever need a letter written, may I stop down here "Dink?" she asked. "And I suppose you're to call me Orison?" "That's the drill," he said. "One more question, Orison. Dinner this "I'd love to," Orison said, half expecting an orchestra to march, curtsy? Orison wondered. to the elevator. When the door slicked open Orison, staring after Dink, Orison finished the Orison looked up. "Oh, hello," she said. "I didn't hear you come up." of the desk, "and pounce ever so hard." She smiled. Opulent, Orison teeth. "Delighted," the visitor said, handing over an undelighted palm. "I'm Auga Vingt. Auga, to my friends." "Won't you sit down, Miss Vingt?" "So kind of you, darling," Auga Vingt said, "but I shan't have time to "Thanks," Orison said. "Sorry you have to leave so suddenly," Orison said, rolling her "You make it very clear," Orison said. "Now you'd best hurry back to off?" Auga asked. "Well, ta-ta." She turned and walked to the elevator, motion. The elevator stopped to pick up the odious Auga. A passenger, male, stepped off. "Good morning, Mr. Gerding," Miss Vingt said, bowing. "Carry on, Colonel," the stranger replied. As the elevator door closed, "What is this?" Orison demanded. "Visiting-day at the zoo?" She paused and shook her head. "Excuse me, sir," she said. "It's just that ... Vingt thing...." "Auga is rather intense," the new Mr. Gerding said. "Yeah, intense," Orison said. "Like a kidney-stone." had!—and Orison half expected him to free her hand from the rolled-up Orison jumped up, tossing the paper into her wastebasket. "I quit!" she "I'll hold my breath," Orison promised. "The elevator is just behind Kraft Gerding called the elevator, marched aboard, favored Orison with a cold, quick bow, then disappeared into the mysterious heights above fifth floor. First the unspeakable Auga Vingt, then the obnoxious Kraft Gerding. Surely, Orison thought, recovering the Wall Street Journal finished early enough, she might get a chance to prowl those Off-Limits upper floors. Half an hour further into the paper, Orison jumped, startled by the Orison scribbled down this intelligence in bemused Gregg before "Yes, Mr. Wanji. I'll tell Mr. Gerding." Orison clicked the phone down. she had a vague excuse to prowl the upper floors. The Earmuffs could The elevator? No. The operators had surely been instructed to keep her off the upstairs floors. But the building had a stairway. The door on the sixth floor was locked. Orison went on up the stairs to the landing was cellar-dark. Orison closed her eyes for a moment. There Orison was blinded by the lights, brilliant as noonday sun. The room Orison thought she saw Benjamin Franklin winking up at her from the leaping, swinging, spinning webs, seething in the hundred tanks. Orison Orison struggled to release herself. She broke free only to have we to toss you into one of these tanks...." Orison struggled against floor. "... your flesh would be unharmed, though they spun and darted "Dink ... Dink!" Orison shouted. "I came to bring a message to Dink," Orison said. "Let me go, you around Orison. the merest hint of a bow, led his two giant Earmuffs to the elevator. "I wish you hadn't come up here, Orison," Dink said. "Why did you do girl, I had to stay upstairs all day one Sunday because there was a home and took it down with a broom. Even then, I didn't have appetite Orison," he said. eaters. They literally couldn't harm a fly. Look at it, Orison." He "What do they do?" Orison asked. "What's he doing now?" Orison asked, watching the Microfabridus, Orison brushed the midget crustacean off her finger into the nearest Orison closed her eyes, leaning back into Dink's arms, listening to

<question>:
What was Orison’s excuse to visit the upper floors?

<options>:
A To deliver a message from Mr. Wanji
B To see what the Earmuffs were doing
C To feed the Microfabridae
D To complain about Auga Vingt

<answer>:

A