How did you know?

Yesterday, Rei had pulled off a huge upset, winning so much money at hoker that the dealer had no choice but to send him up to visit management, presumably to work out a deal. This was Rei's only goal in the first place. Having a mind-reader for a wife is a great advantage at a casino.

So now was the time to go up the stairs and see who was behind the whole affair:

     “That’s more like it,” Rei said, standing up. “My rather large and well-armed friend here…” he indicated MINIMCOM’s larger livetar. “…will make sure you count it correctly.” MINIMCOM took one step forward and lifted the rifle head slightly in response.
     “Sh, sure,” the dealer said. “You go back through that door.” He pointed to the far right rear of the room. “Someone will meet you at the stairs.”
     “OK,” Rei said. “Bonnie, can you stay here and watch him too? Make sure he doesn’t cheat us any more.”
     “Of course, Rei,” Bonnie said, her eyes wide with amazement at what just transpired.
     “Come on, Rome,” Rei said, reaching down to take Rome’s hand. “Let’s go find out what’s going on.”
     He led Rome through a winding path around the rest of the tables until they got to the hallway at the rear. “How did you know this would make the owner agree to see you?” she asked.
     “Because casino owners hate to lose,” he said. “It isn’t anything you could understand but this whole place is about separating people from their money. What happened back there is like their worst nightmare.”
     At the base of the stairwell, an Ibbrassati appeared but this one was dressed in Essessoni-style clothing. The man did not speak while he escorted them up the stairway. He ushered Rei and Rome into a hardwood-paneled office that would have been right at home anywhere on Earth. It looked odd, here on Deucado. At the desk was a woman with dark hair and bangs. She stood up.
     The Ibbrassati closed the door but remained in the room, standing at attention.
     “You two don’t need any introduction,” she said. “But I do. I’m Andrea Grenmuller.” She leaned over the desk and held out her hand.
     Rei reached forward and shook her hand. “Sit down,” Andrea said, indicating the two chairs in front of her desk. “Very impressive display,” she mused admiringly. “I had no idea you were so good at cards.”
     “I’m not,” Rei said, sitting down. Rome sat down next to him. “I cheated,” he answered proudly.
     “And you’re admitting it?”
     “Yeah, sure,” Rei said. “I don’t want your money. You can have it back.”
     “You don’t want it?” Andrea asked incredulously. “Then what do you want?”
     “Information,” Rei said, leaning forward. “About David Troutman and Dan Steele.”

Ah. There it is. Rei kind of has her over a barrel because if he wanted to, Rei could leave with that barrel-full of money. But as he said, he didn't want it. Time for Andrea to spill what she knows.