Ezra noticed her during the second shot.

It took until the third for him to process and believe what he was seeing.

He spent the fourth frozen in place.

Then, once they were done, and she'd made her request, he spoke. "I think I'll handle this one, Jesse." His voice, as well as his movement over to this part of the bar, was smooth. Far smoother than it had any right to be when there was a tremble of tension in his hand. It didn't show, but he could feel it.