Hearing the business of it all has Nancy heaving a sigh of relief and nearly wiping her brow. She finishes off her glass, before pouring herself another glass of wine from the bottle on the table, and topping off Skip's. "Oh-! Good, that's good t'hear." She nearly laughs at herself.

Besides, ten was nothing.

Fagin was taking 30, in exchange for quite a lot of things, let alone all of his demands.