Every time I go to a mechanic, they look at me like I'm stupid, "It's a gasket, honey." I know what a gasket is; it's $150. But a "gasket, honey" is $200.

In this stand-up style observation, Levine skewers everyday sexism through the familiar experience of being patronized by a professional. The mechanic’s diminutive “honey” signals an assumption of ignorance, and the joke’s twist—translating “gasket” into a higher price—links condescension to economic penalty. The line suggests that gendered stereotypes don’t just offend; they can materially disadvantage women by justifying inflated costs or reduced transparency. By insisting she knows what a gasket is while reducing it to “$150,” Levine also highlights how expertise is often treated as irrelevant when a woman is present: the interaction becomes about power and performance rather than information.