Oh, this one should be interesting!
ENTJ calls INTJ while she’s looking through the file of a case she’s been investigating for a few days. She picks up the phone without even looking at it.
ENTJ: We’ve got another one.
INTJ: Are you kidding.
INTJ: Why did we get it?
ENTJ: Because we’re good at what we do.
INTJ: Are we the only ones that are good?
ENTJ: The only ones good enough for this one, evidently.
INTJ: Why can’t INTP and INFP handle it?
ENTJ: Because they accidentally started playing hide and seek on their last assignment.
INTJ: *Pinches the bridge of her nose*
INTJ: *Irritated* Yeah, where is it.
ENTJ: Four-forty-one. Madison.
INTJ: I know it. I’ll be there.
ENTJ: I can pick you up.
INTJ: I’m already driving. *Gets up from her desk, grabs her keys and sets out for her car*
INTJ: Can you give me a summary of what we’re going there for?
ENTJ: A murder.
INTJ: I’m so tired of murders.
ENTJ: Well, it’s murder season.
INTJ: That’s actually partially true.
ENTJ: This was three, though. Apparently there was a scuffle, too.
INTJ: Great. Let met guess, everything is in disarray.
ENTJ: What kind of murders have you seen where everything wasn’t entirely fucked up?
INTJ: The murders I wish I could be solving in my dreams.
ENTJ: A.) You dream about murders? My god, INTJ! You need some friends, or something.
INTJ: I have all my own reasons and am perfectly content with my current number of friends.
ENTJ: Which is–
INTJ: None of your business.
ENTJ: Ha. That’s what I thought.
ENTJ: And B.) You have some high standards for being a detective.
INTJ: I never said it was logical.
ENTJ: Don’t you pride yourself in being that way, though?
INTJ: Humans have inconsistencies and I am no exception.
ENTJ: At least you’re honest.
INTJ: Do we have a suspect? Or a murder weapon, at least?
ENTJ: I’m not there yet.
INTJ: So slow, ENTJ.
ENTJ: I’m on the other side of town, so you might get there before me.
ENTJ: Also, I had to ditch my sandwich for this.
INTJ: That’s very sad.
ENTJ: When you get there, if I’m still driving, just talk to forensics and get the whole scoop from them.
INTJ: You usually talk to forensics, though.
ENTJ: I also usually get time for a full lunch.
ENTJ: And anyway, you wouldn’t want to sit around doing nothing, waiting for me to show up, would you?
INTJ: *Sighs* Fine, I’ll do it.
INTJ has just finished talking to forensics at the site of the crime. ENTJ pulls up in his car and forensics flees from his sight. ENTJ walks under the caution tape.
ENTJ: Okay, LET’S GO PEOPLE, COME ON.
ENTJ: YOU. GET BACK TO WORK.
ENTJ: YOU. SEE ALL THESE PEOPLE AROUND HERE? GET THEM OUT.
ENTJ: WE CAN’T HAVE ALL THIS ACTIVITY UP IN OUR SPACE, WHAT DO YOU THINK THIS IS, A ZOO?
ENTJ: WE NEED ALL THE EVIDENCE WE CAN PRESERVE.
ENTJ: *Reaches INTJ*
ENTJ: Where’s the main scene.
INTJ: Over this way. I’ve not seen it myself, yet. I just got done with forensics.
INTJ: Like you said, three people dead. Two shot, the last one bludgeoned with something. They aren’t entirely sure yet, but I doubt the weapon will be hard to find.
ENTJ: At least narrow it down to all the blunt objects with blood on their ends.
ENTJ: Any potential witnesses?
INTJ: Maybe. The lady who called us, obviously. I’ll get to her in a few moments.
ENTJ: You don’t want me to do it?
ENTJ: You always said I’m more of the “people person”.
ENTJ: Why don’t you work on all of this and I’ll talk to her? It’ll be easier.
INTJ: Well, you’re not exactly the most nurturing presence.
ENTJ: *Raises eyebrow*
INTJ: I’m not really one to talk, of course. But you have a much larger stature. If I do the interviewing, she might be a bit more relaxed.
INTJ: I’m not holding my breath, but it’s worth a shot, at least.
ENTJ: Whatever gets the job done.
They come to the true scene of the crime and look around for a few moments, taking notes, making observations and listing potential leads and places to expand on for further investigation. Another officer enters and calls for INTJ.
Officer: Did you want to interview the first witness right now, or get to her later?
INTJ: I’ll get a little bit of info now, just so we have something from her, but I’ll need to get back to her, anyway – she’ll probably remember more, in time.
Officer: Follow me.
ENTJ: Hey, good luck, INTJ. Let me know what happens, when you’re done, okay?
INTJ: Sure. And same to you. We’ll have a lot to go over tonight.
ENTJ: We got this.
INTJ: Yeah, we do.
ENTJ: Okay… now…
ENTJ: FORENSICS, GET IN HERE!
INFP: You know, I heard ENTJ and INTJ fist-bumped each other, earlier. ESFJ from forensics was making fun of them for it.
INFP: Because they were mean to her.
INTP: Oh, right.
INTP: Wow, they fist-bumped?
INTP: Pfft. What nerds!
INFP: Hehehe, I know.
Both: *Takes sip out of juice box*
I really didn’t even plan all of this one out, so hopefully it came out well enough. I think it did, for the most part. Honestly, ENTJ-INTJ duos in “work mode” would be, like, hella productive. Oh, also, mbtipartyblog, apparently I decided to make it in the same universe as your INTP-INFP cops.