No, Crowley knew flattery would get him anywhere he wanted to be. Anna was so starved for attention, she didn't really care if it was positive or not. She just wanted someone to pay attention to her, and Crowley did that, but on his own terms. And she generally stood toe to toe with him, which was why they worked so well together.
He stood and adjusted his belt. "Enjoy the cake." He nodded toward the plate. "Or give it to the mutt. I could care less." He moved toward the door. He half hoped she'd call him back, so he wouldn't leave. He didn't really expect it, though, not at this stage of the game they were playing.