Anna grinned a little, trying to hide her amusement. "Well, for one because your dog won't eat it if it hasn't been breathing at one point. I've tried to feed him other things, but all he wants is meat." Not that Johan needed to eat. He was as demon as Crowley was, so no need for sustenance. But he seemed to like bacon, raw or cooked, and the scrappy bits of steak when she gave them to him. And bones.
Tearing off a piece of the toast, Anna took a bite and chewed, eyes on Crowley's face as she did. It was somewhat dry, but it was food. She could feel her stomach acid gurgling up to devour it.