When his 'partner' (of sorts) gets moved right out of the way and has her cord pulled, that's when Poe really looks around. Because even drunk, he knows something isn't right. He can't make any kind of verbal questioning because... well. Music's still going, and there are still a lot of people watching, but he looks toward his vocalist.

Who seems about ready to lunge at the first Carnie he gets close enough to. Despite how bad of an idea that probably would be.

And -- Hell. He can't even process. So, he gives up on the music for a moment to snatch up another shot and down it. Nothing to do but go with it, even though he's confused as all hell right about now.