He seemed to be saying, "Wanna come out here and mix it up big boy?"
Having been raised in Brooklyn, I was a little afraid that he might eat me, so I made sure that the sliding glass doors were locked.
After a while he ambled off to the side, ate most of my potato plants (again) and came back to look inside some more.
He kept looking to the sides, and then back inside the house, actually looking a little bored that no action was forthcoming.
Then my wife came down and still the buck stood there, placidly looking at us look and gesture at him through the glass doors.
Finally, bored by the two humans, he walked to the fence, looked back at us as if to say, "Look what I can do" and jumped straight over the fence back into the woods.
That's right, you better walk away!