"Jealous? Of Winchester?" Crowley laughed, actually laughed. The sound startled Johann, but he recovered and dropped his head down again. Crowley shook his head. "Anna, Anna, Anna. When will you ever learn? I don't want anything." At least nothing he was going to take while she looked like a beached whale.
He wasn't going to poison her cake either. He hadn't even made the cake. He'd had it made, and it was as safe as it could be. He glanced at it, sitting there on the table, and considered giving it to Johann just to make a point. He wouldn't feed his hound poison cake, after all.