I think if you look totally 'normcore' or whatever (lol) you may well be fine. Because my husband and I are, apparently, 'quirky-looking' (ie; not really that quirky looking....never had a prob when we lived in Peckham).....anyways, the sort of men (and the few times we've been there, it's been *all* men) who sit the length of the R.T. bar, are the sort of men who've given my husband a crappy time his whole life, and it gets pretty boring going to these sort of places and having the same predictable experience time and time again. 'Oi! Jarvis!' etc........sigh
Now you might say we're judging them just as much yada yada, and no doubt they're all very very nice, open-minded, gentle folk. But the fact that we both get s**t just walking past the Chandos almost *every. single. day*....is dispiriting, a bit scary, and leaves a person uninclined to feel comfortable in similar sorts of blokey gatherings.
And 'banter' is my least favourite word, bleh!