Nope, she thinks the statues are talking to her.

Will Save vs. DC 20. 1d20+2=3. Critical failure!

Gilia bursts into tears. "I've lost my money!" she wails. "Or something took it, I - I don't know. But it was all the money I had, and if I don't get it back I'll never get out of Mudrin and I'll be stuck serving drinks and turning tricks in the Crooked Cock f-forever!!" She weeps messily, collapsing to the ground.

"Oh my goodness, my goodness," Tymon says gravely. "That sounds quite serious, indeed. Turning tricks, you say? And all your money gone? You alone and defenseless in the woods?" Gilia sniffles and nods. "Goodness me. You poor girl. I wish there was something we could do to help."

"Well, we could help her out," Symon says casually. "We could give her coin."

"W-What?" Gilia looks up, raising her tear-stained cheeks. "What do you mean, you can give me coin?"

"Don't get her hopes up," Jymon rasps dourly. "She wouldn't want to go through all that."

"I dunno. I'm just saying, we can conjure a lot of gold. It's one of the few things we can actually do. Magic statues and all."

"I'm sure a nice girl like this wouldn't want to go through those ridiculous old rites just to get a little gold," Tymon says.

"And I'm not sure I feel up to it, anyway," Jymon growls.

"Nonsense. Like we have anything better to do? Hey, girl." Though the statues can't move, it feels as though the center one is putting renewed focus on her. "You want to earn some gold? Something to take away from this old, fey-haunted ruin?"

"I - y-yes!" Gilia stammers. "What...I need the gold...how much? What do I have to do?"

"Oh, I dunno. A fistful or so? Two fistfuls?" The statue sounds like it's shrugging. Gilia's eyes widen. Fistfuls of gold! That'd be enough to...enough to get out!

"I'll do it," she says eagerly. "Whatever it is, you can count on me."

"Oh, dear," Jymon mutters.

"Well, that's the thing. It's a bit, eh, delicate." Symon says with a laugh. "Here's how it's gonna work: you suck my cock."

Gilia blinks. "I...what?"

"Yep! Get in the fountain, come up to the plinth, and just take this big ol' stone dick into your mouth. I'm the center, see, and you'll need both hands for this. Once you've slopped me up a bit, you reach over and rub both of these bozos. It won't feel like much, I know - not as much fun as the real thing. But we're all linked and we can still feel it, see? So if you just do a good job sucking me off and jerking them, we'll get close to cumming. And if we all cum at the same time...well...you'll look down and find all the coins that people have thrown into this fountain over the centuries. You can take as much as you want! Our special blessing for those who honor the old fertility gods. What do you say?"