"Its only a telephone," Richard said. He slid his hand into his pocket and held down the three-key combination, working by touch, that cleared the Blackberry's memory. He made a show of taking it slowly out of his pocket and turning the device off before sliding it across the table to Savage. "Its rather delicate. If you try to use magic on it, you'll only destroy the electronics. Since it has no bearing on what I have done recently, I'll send you the bill personally in that case."
"Muggle weapons? My blades? Not from one of the old families, are you? Not against wizarding law to carry, and frankly, I don't care what the muggle authorities might think. Most of us learned fencing when we were kids; they're still an alternative weapon for a gentleman. If you're as smart as you think you are, you know who I am and what I did during the last war, and know just as well why I want to carry more than just a single wand these days. Of course, if you were here at the Ministry during the last war, cooperating with the Dark Lord's people, you might not know, I guess." Richard turned to Ginny, "Never have got an answer from your partner about what he did during the last war. Don't recall seeing him at the Battle of Hogwarts, but I was a little busy that day."