If the word money was being uttered anywhere within earshot, Isabela was going to hear it. It sounded to her like there might be some hope, which was certainly better than there being no hope at all.
Isabela caught Frodo's eyes, but of course she wasn't at all telepathic, so her response was simply a reasurring look and a silent thumbs up.
She crept up a bit closer, as quietly as possible, so that she could eavesdrop with a bit more clarity. The music wasn't making it easy, and it had a jaunty beat that made her want dance along - wholly inappropriate to their current activity. She squashed the little voice in her head that told her to do it anyway.