autoethnographic vignette of walking past le locale ☕

I walked past le local when they were serving lunch and said "bonjour" to the owner. He met it coldly with a kind of grumpy rebuttal.

Is he persuading me to not enter based on my casual outfit that intimates going walking (as I often do) or is he expressing disdain about me ever going there?

Perhaps my frequent lunchtime coffee jars the semi formal lunch crowd vibe and he resents my custom. He is only ever enthusiastic at random moments (when even I feel more comfortable being there according to the clientele.

This can be surmised either as a confounding variable I have not yet noticed or an eagerness not to pressure me and the like, into being a more genuine regular. For instance it caters to the expat community and they can be quite judgemental. 

I usually sense recognition of my fashion and gender intention from him and I never feel unwelcome once I'm inside. 

So he could be a silent complicit supporter of my androgyny ideas.