Fiorella is accustomed to computers attacking her. The first mortal blow she can remember was many years ago when she took weeks recording the Christmas carols she had written, not by note, onto an expensive program Husband had bought her for her birthday. The program produced sound, and she envisioned herself listening to her compositions in eterna. But soon afterwards, the program rejected her, insisting she was illegal. Two years later, when Fio had to switch computers, despite Husband's assurances everything would transfer, all her music disappeared.
And that's the way it's gone through the years. Computers have played Fiorella false, and now her jumpy Toshiba has lost the ability to connect with the internet. Click, her trusty repair shop, says it's not going to be a quick fix, which means Husband will have to transfer all her documents to the upstairs desktop, which scares her because she understands mortal blows.
Wish Fio well.