 Why did Dink punch Kraft?
Mr. Wanji grabbed Orison's right hand and shook it with athletic vigor. Beside them was a double-decked "In" and "Out" basket. "Here's where you'll do your nine-to-five, honey," Mr. Wanji said. Orison switched off her microphone at noon, marked her place in the book and took the elevator down to the ground floor. Orison sighed, finished her tuna salad on whole-wheat, then went back upstairs to her lonely desk and her microphone. And what the William Howard Taft National Bank and Trust Company needs is a joint raid by forces of the U.S. Treasury Department and the American Psychiatric Association. "It's nothing," Orison said, switching off the microphone.
 He was threatening Orison
 Self-defense  He wasn’t listening  He insulted Dink  He was threatening Orison