Beatrice nods slightly to the young man at his response.  "Could you point me in the direction of the security office, then?  I'd rather speak with them directly than through the hassle of the main floor."  She smiled and paused a moment before continuing, "and though I'm certain that a number of friends and acquaintances have come by recently, I<em>do</em>have official business with him and his enterprise, via the gaming control board, and would like to make certain, for our accounting at least, that his death was not linked to his business?"  She rummaged through her satchel a moment, pulling out her wallet.