Credit to UESP for this table of variants.
Danica -"Something wrong, Ahlam?" "Are you alright, Ahlam? You haven't seemed yourself today." "What's wrong, dear friend? You seem... distracted today." -
Ahlam: "Oh, it's Nazeem. He's been spending more and more time fawning over the Jarl. I swear, we're hardly ever home at the same time anymore." "It's nothing, I just... It's Nazeem. How did we get to this point, Danica? Is there no love left between us?" "Hmm? Oh, well... To be honest, I was just thinking of Nazeem. The gap between us seems to be widening. He is just so... self-absorbed."
Danica: Now, now, my friend. You must look on the bright side. If soldiers storm the city, there's a good chance your husband may get killed." "If you don't mind me saying so, Ahlam, your husband is a damn fool. Any moment spent thinking about him is a moment wasted." "Ahlam, let's be honest. Your husband is an arrogant, domineering buffoon. These are the words you used to describe him to me... remember?" "Oh dearest, who cares? So your husband is a lout. The work you do here, with me, is invaluable. The people of Whiterun know your true worth."
Ahlam: "But it's more than that. Nazeem is obsessed with this civil war, as is all of Skyrim. I swear, it will consume us all." "Maybe Nazeem's obsession has merit. This civil war seems so big, so unceasing... I'm afraid, Danica. Afraid for us all." "Ha! Well, when you put it like that, it certainly puts things into perspective. But enough wallowing. And thank you, Danica." Oh, you are terrible. You do know that, right? Ha ha ha ha ha."
The area in bold I definitely agree with.