Anna wasn't above flattery and they both knew it. Not that Crowley was flattering her. He was being an arrogant egotistical prick. He just assumed he could come around and she'd be okay with it. He didn't put any real effort forth, he just assumed she should accept what he was willing to give. Anna wasn't playing that game. She was sick of always being the only one sacrificing.
"You're not taking your hound?" She wanted Johan gone lessthan she wanted Crowley gone, but she was done showing him weakness. She couldn't risk it, especially if she wasn't getting anything in return. "And I don't need that cake, I'm already a freaking cow."