W: Airports are sad places. M: Sometimes, I guess. But, we'll write to each other. You'll come down at Christmas. W: If we can find the money. M: Don't worry, Marta. Everything will be taken care of. They say that fares are going to be reduced in the next six months. And when I graduate, well ... W: That's two years from now. Two years is a long time. M: The time will pass quickly. You'll see. I might even be able to go back to New York next summer. W: Oh, John, you'll forget all about me. Your mother will find you a nice girl, you'll get married, and live happily ever after. M: No, I won't. I swear I won't. Believe me please. W: Whatever you say, all I know is that you are going to be taken away from me. M: That's ridiculous[ I'll write every day, whether you answer me or not. W: Don't be silly. You'll have other things to do. (She begins to cry.) M: Don't cry, Marta, please., Question: What is John? (A) He is a lawyer. (B) He is a doctor. (C) He is a student.
(C) He is a student.