M: Why did you get home so late, Sarah? I was worried sick! ,F: I had everything timed perfectly. I sat in the coffee shop, waiting for Bus 55. It is supposed to leave at 4:45 sharp. I take it everyday at that time because it arrives at the Waterson Station just in time to catch Bus 15. ,M: And you lost track of time, didn't you? ,F: No, Ken, not this time. I was at the bus stop on time and I was picking up my bag and getting to my feet at 4:35. I was two feet from the bus when it suddenly left. ,M: 10 minutes early? ,F: Yes, so I had to wait 30 minutes for the next bus. By then, there were no more buses leaving from Waterson. ,M: How did you get here then? ,F: I walked. Can you imagine? Me, a young woman, walking in the dark for an hour by herself? ,M: And in this neighborhood! Next time, please call me. That was so dangerous. ,F: I know. I'm lucky to be alive. What's wrong with the public transportation in this city? Don't they care about people who can't afford cars? ,M: We should write a letter to our local officials. ,F: And the newspaper!
(A) M: Excuse me, could you repeat the question? (B) M: Good idea! Let's write complaints to the local government and the newspaper. (C) M: We'd like to have you as our newspaper's new staff. Can you come next Monday? (D) M: Yeah, you can complain to the mayor and the newspaper about local crime rates.
B