Encounters are always friendly with los ENFPs, but there is never any tension... that "thing", that metaphorical fishing hook that gets caught in the roof of my mouth and digs itself up through the middle of my skull, that affirmation that I'm more than a passing acquaintance. I slide right past all that I meet. We probably find each other pleasing, maybe like an ice cream cone from McDonalds, but definitely not Haagen-Dazs.
The one that I know well is always off chasing bigger and grander visions, talking to anyone and everyone, respectfully treating them all with the same genuine smile and concern. I reflect and reflect and reflect some more.
We get along very well, but we both try to change each other because we think that we'll be able to look for what we need in each other because it can be so pleasing at first.
An ENFP needs someone precise in thought but capable of having fun in the moment. INFPs, in all of our internal spaciness, need someone precise in thought but capable of pulling us into the real world. Someone who is capable of introspection is a plus.
I meet ENFP women at school and work and wherever all the time. N/A in that area of relationships, though. I'll be honest... I can't see it ever working with one.