"Afternoon!" "Yes, sir," he said.
"Any place nearby where I can buy some eggs?"
"Not real close by 'less you want to go as far as Galva or up to Beach."
"I was set for some scratch-hen eggs."
"Powdered," he said. "My Mrs. gets powdered."

What does this conversation between the author and the man in the Bad Lands show about the Bad Lands?

There is not much that is alive in the Bad Lands.
People in North Dakota like powdered eggs.
People in the Bad Lands are very friendly.
A lot of farmers live in the Bad Lands.