We had a party of 6 (seniors) with a Sunday reservation at 7pm. While on a plane enroute to Seattle that day, I rec’d a text from a person at the restaurant asking if we could move our reservation up to 6pm as they had a private party later that evening. I called as soon as we landed and agreed to the change. We arrived on time, had a drink and ordered our food, which arrived at the table at 6:50pm. We ordered another round of drinks but the manager (?), Mia, advised that we missed “the last call”. After complaining, the bartender came over and smoothed things over by comping a second round. It was clear they wanted us out, so we finished quickly and left the restaurant at 7:20. Obviously, we were not happy. After walking around downtown, we walked past the restaurant on the way back to the hotel (approx. 9pm) and it was completely closed (lights out, etc). So, clearly, the “private party” story was a lie. Apparently, the staff just wanted to get home early. Never again for Hard Rock.