Ginny held her tongue although she wanted to tell Richard to cooperate, and also that almost any of the electric, muggle gadget she had come into contact with had somehow gone wonky. Some of magical kind was able to operate the gadgets, others not so much...
"We will get the tapes from the security cameras," Ginny sighed. Her patience was waning. "However, we wouldn't have called you in, necessarily, had their not been a witness that described you in such a way that it was beyond doubt that they meant you."
Ginny hadn't out ruled polyjuice potion, and wondered if these muggle cameras caught the image of the poly juiced person or their true image. But she still wondered how well Muggle documents could be forged. Did they not after all have to forge some for those wanting to live amongst Muggles in their neighborhoods and such?
"I'm not sure what Mr. Savage did in the war. I was sixteen, and had barely any contact with the Ministry. I'm also not sure on why this has anything to do with you, Mr. Summerby and why you would bring it up."
She wished they could get this interview over with. She'd had a favorable impression of Richard before, but being with him in a room now and alongside Savage was not her favorite place to be.
"Alright, let's try another avenue. Whom did you come in contact with on the days and hours before your trip?"