Adding to the initial confusion, mannequins from a tuxedo-rental store were blown into the street, causing some witnesses to believe they were seeing headless bodies.I imagine that a surprising explosion would rattle anyone's thought processes -- but I can't help but wonder how those witnesses' brains accounted for all those elegantly dressed, decapitated victims.
What internal narrative could explain all those nattily-attired corpses? A gentlemen's-only ballroom dance studio? A meeting of the Cary Grant fan club? A Chippendales franchise?